// and i hear your ship is comin' in, your tears a sea for me to swim in
and i hear a storm is comin' in, my dear, is it all we've ever been? //
and i hear a storm is comin' in, my dear, is it all we've ever been? //
His warmth radiates into her hand where they remain clasped in the grass, adjusting so that his free hand can settle behind his head to give him a bit of a makeshift pillow. He turns to look at the stars but he can feel her eyes on him, poetic in a way as he scans the sky for that star in particular while she reads between the lines as she always has.
“Mind if I steal that idea?” He asks, tilting his head to try and catch her own gaze, flashing a small smile. Kamaria wasn’t dead, but there was something that might be said for making a living thing a reminder that she was once here too.
As for the moon, he shrugs his free shoulder, humming a soft laugh. “I don’t remember the moon being too often pictured alongside her. Seems safe enough to me.” He tilts his head a bit more to watch the moon peek through the small, drifting clouds.
“Mind if I steal that idea?” He asks, tilting his head to try and catch her own gaze, flashing a small smile. Kamaria wasn’t dead, but there was something that might be said for making a living thing a reminder that she was once here too.
As for the moon, he shrugs his free shoulder, humming a soft laugh. “I don’t remember the moon being too often pictured alongside her. Seems safe enough to me.” He tilts his head a bit more to watch the moon peek through the small, drifting clouds.
anchor up to me, love. anchor up to me, love. anchor up to me, love
SUNJATA
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
