[Training] [SE] burns like a blue star

I carried my own ashes to the mountains

Maybe he’s been far too used to Evie’s impulsive, and emboldened, wedding planning; where everything had been put to order and rights quickly and efficiently. Kiada and Fox seemed to be taking the time, which wasn’t a bad thing; he simply found it amusing. “That will put Ru at ease,” presuming she’d told the Valkyrie already. “Evie wanted to know if she could provide flowers.” If they were going that route…

Shrugging, he stood on watch with ample fire and diligence, gaze pinpointing on the tap and sap supposedly due to flow into the jar, and seeing nothing filter out. Laughing inwardly, his head tilted, snorting at the remark about Maea. “Probably still a blessing,” that such an idiot and fool was no longer in charge of anything resembling politics.

But rather than delve into those segments of irritation, or Belial’s deranged hooting and stomping from above, he relented the earthen wares within the tree itself; casting control along intangible fragments of magic. Eventually, the sap hastened, but still not at any great speed, taking its time before falling into her jar. His thoughts weren’t as slow as the liquid though, and the rumble hastened thereafter. “Have you heard the latest on Starfall?”

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