LIAM
Oh, how I find every subtle thing screams your name
It reminds me of places of times we shared
It reminds me of places of times we shared
At first, nothing happened. But Liam was nothing if not patient, and after a brief time waiting, the sprig of holly began to rustle and grow, until Frey themselves emerged clad in emerald leaves and crimson berries. Liam inclined his head respectfully, watching as the god turned the lily carving into a real flower. It always awed Liam just what the gods were capable of, and this was no exception; the soldier knew that he would return regularly to this particular lily, just to make sure it was flourishing in its new home.
After hearing Frey’s instructions, Liam bowed his head again. ”It will be done,” he rumbled. ”Thank you, Frey.” Excitement blossomed in the soldier’s chest - this was something about which he was passionate, perhaps even more so because it wasn’t for himself.
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After hearing Frey’s instructions, Liam bowed his head again. ”It will be done,” he rumbled. ”Thank you, Frey.” Excitement blossomed in the soldier’s chest - this was something about which he was passionate, perhaps even more so because it wasn’t for himself.
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Couldn't live locked in these memories
Now I'm chained to my thoughts again
Now I'm chained to my thoughts again
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
