Sah
An arctic fox? How fitting. Sah chuckled lightly at Lena's secrecy. Her advice made him hum in thought. Were magic and shifts so similar? He'd have to ask Deimos next time he saw him.
The Abandoned tilted his head, "Does it ever get crowded? In your mind, I mean. I've heard that shifts sometimes influence people's personalities. Wouldn't more or conflicting shifts be difficult to manage?" Or perhaps it was a similar situation to magic where one or two were more dominant and thus drowned out the 'voices' of the others when they weren't in use. Sah's lightning was a constant presence in some manner. A hum in the rush of his blood or a pulsing warmth in the beat of his heart. Sometimes it was quiet if he was focused on something, but it was always present.
The Abandoned tilted his head, "Does it ever get crowded? In your mind, I mean. I've heard that shifts sometimes influence people's personalities. Wouldn't more or conflicting shifts be difficult to manage?" Or perhaps it was a similar situation to magic where one or two were more dominant and thus drowned out the 'voices' of the others when they weren't in use. Sah's lightning was a constant presence in some manner. A hum in the rush of his blood or a pulsing warmth in the beat of his heart. Sometimes it was quiet if he was focused on something, but it was always present.
My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare
-William Shakespeare
