// i came from a broken home, so look at all my broken bones
count me in, but count me out, i know what this is about //
count me in, but count me out, i know what this is about //
“It wasn’t, actually.” His brows pinch as he thinks on it. “It looked like any other regular well. Stones and everything, just… You never hear it hit any bottom. Like it’s an endless drop.” One that he wonders belatedly if it’s possible to explore. His bat shift might be small enough to go down it and see if there’s a bottom to it, but there also might be something hidden within it. Or maybe, it would ruin the mystery surrounding it.
All of it’s hard to say.
And he’s luckily distracted enough by Fangorn’s squirming as he rinses him to huff a soft laugh. “We don’t want you getting sick, alright?” He tries to appease the gourd just as Melita had, before tucking him in at his side to continue pushing the pollen down, squinting through the branches and foliage around.
“Oh shit, recently?” He asks, turning his attention toward his niece with an approving – if not, shit-eating grin. He’s always hated the Spire, just as much as she has. “Was there a reason or was it all for fun?” Because he knows he’d take any chance he could to just strike out at it. No reasoning required.
All of it’s hard to say.
And he’s luckily distracted enough by Fangorn’s squirming as he rinses him to huff a soft laugh. “We don’t want you getting sick, alright?” He tries to appease the gourd just as Melita had, before tucking him in at his side to continue pushing the pollen down, squinting through the branches and foliage around.
“Oh shit, recently?” He asks, turning his attention toward his niece with an approving – if not, shit-eating grin. He’s always hated the Spire, just as much as she has. “Was there a reason or was it all for fun?” Because he knows he’d take any chance he could to just strike out at it. No reasoning required.
the flood
// i'm the next, so get in line
just let me have my fucking time //
just let me have my fucking time //
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.
