Kaisel
He probably shouldn't be comparing hard homes, given his is a floating city battered by winds and devoid of much of anything but stone. He can't help it though when the ground is more frozen than a freshly opened pint of ice cream, a spoon only able to carve out tiny shavings of the dessert, and it's so crisply cold in your mouth it's almost painful. Unfortunately picking away at frost packed dirt doesn't yield the same results of delicious sweet cream, and takes at least twice the effort.
Kaisel sighs, already realizing he's losing after his brief wrestling match with the terrain, and happily lends an ear to the men's wisdom while passing off the tool for a demonstration. "I see," he says with a thoughtful tilt of his head, leaning in over the spot where Noah more effectively breaks apart the hardened ground. Taking back the shovel with all the resignation of a king donning a crown he does not want, Kaisel approaches the task with the newfound advice from them both, too wrapped up in the effort to talk for once in his life.
Kaisel digs, the sequel
Kaisel sighs, already realizing he's losing after his brief wrestling match with the terrain, and happily lends an ear to the men's wisdom while passing off the tool for a demonstration. "I see," he says with a thoughtful tilt of his head, leaning in over the spot where Noah more effectively breaks apart the hardened ground. Taking back the shovel with all the resignation of a king donning a crown he does not want, Kaisel approaches the task with the newfound advice from them both, too wrapped up in the effort to talk for once in his life.
Kaisel digs, the sequel
You was talkin' shit in the beginning
Back when I was feelin' more forgivin'
I know it piss you off to see me winnin'
Back when I was feelin' more forgivin'
I know it piss you off to see me winnin'
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
