I used to hold your haunted neck; I know I'll miss you if I close my eyes
Danta's breath catches as he senses the approach of his goddess, before his breathing grows slow and deep, as if her presence alone is enough to slow the beat of his heart and focus his usually frenetic nature into something no less chaotic, but more concentrated. More dangerous. His eyes open at the crackle of the cluster before him, blue eyes reflecting the gemstones and their eerie glimmer, and it's with a fanged grin and his tail curling in delight that he reaches forth to cradle it in his hands.
"A memento," he purrs. "I think that's a fine idea. And who knows, perhaps it will be important one day in the future?" Shrugging his shoulders as if to say it matters little to him either way, he shifts to get comfortable on the debris littered ground, spending a few minutes examining the new creation before Dygra's presence fades. Even with her departure, though, he doesn't leave right away, relishing the lingering pulse of entropy in the air for as long as it lasts.
~FIN
"A memento," he purrs. "I think that's a fine idea. And who knows, perhaps it will be important one day in the future?" Shrugging his shoulders as if to say it matters little to him either way, he shifts to get comfortable on the debris littered ground, spending a few minutes examining the new creation before Dygra's presence fades. Even with her departure, though, he doesn't leave right away, relishing the lingering pulse of entropy in the air for as long as it lasts.
~FIN
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
