the first cut was the deepest, but it healed up whole
Oh it’s a multitude of trauma and terrors from his past that allow the 6’5 man to step light footed. But he’s paid it little mind with how much it grants him in the grand scheme of everything. But there are no thoughts of shadows or sadness in the light that blossoms from his chest to see her smile so tenderly back toward him as he moves to kneel beside her. “I bet they’ll like it.” He hums — not knowing for sure, but how could they not? It was the epitome of living if one had time to take out of their days to make sandcastles, wasn’t it?
He watches as the river dances through the moat, before his attention flits up to her face. Her question harbors a hesitation through the bond before it vanishes, like he has to think hard about it. “I thiiiiink… It‘s gotta be like twenty-or so years? At least?” His nose wrinkles with the thought, shaking his head out of it as he dispels his magic and reaches forward to join her in crafting his own sand castle. “Saar and I used to slip out to the ocean when we were young. I think I was eleven?” His head tilts a little. “I never thought to make them with Kamaria.” He muses, the tone ordinarily would be sad, but something about the way he says it and the comfort and brimming excitement in the bond seems to make it that much more bright.
He watches as the river dances through the moat, before his attention flits up to her face. Her question harbors a hesitation through the bond before it vanishes, like he has to think hard about it. “I thiiiiink… It‘s gotta be like twenty-or so years? At least?” His nose wrinkles with the thought, shaking his head out of it as he dispels his magic and reaches forward to join her in crafting his own sand castle. “Saar and I used to slip out to the ocean when we were young. I think I was eleven?” His head tilts a little. “I never thought to make them with Kamaria.” He muses, the tone ordinarily would be sad, but something about the way he says it and the comfort and brimming excitement in the bond seems to make it that much more bright.
the flood
and the next one was a soft touch, but i bled out below
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
