everything I let go
Heartened and encouraged by the praise, he dug deeper into his soul, unfurling the elements in rapid fortification. But when his father unleashed, and gods knew that wasn’t all the Warden could encompass, his eyes widened again, feeling the enriched portions flicker against him. Power and prowess and prestige sauntered beneath his fingertips like it had all the time in the world. Gathered in some effortless facets, it lingered at his senses, maybe as much a promise as potential in him and the thought of the future; one day believing he’d be able to do all of that too, so easily, so infinitely.
Goaded onwards, he tried to have his magic follow, sweeping within turns and toils of the springs, chasing after particular stars reflecting along the veneer and reflection. But eventually he had to take a breath, feeling the pulse of sweat rambling down his features and curls, could feel the wear and tear of the minutes going by. “This is a lot harder than I thought,” he uttered on half a laugh, glancing back at the luxere, shifting his head upwards to the morning sunrise.
Goaded onwards, he tried to have his magic follow, sweeping within turns and toils of the springs, chasing after particular stars reflecting along the veneer and reflection. But eventually he had to take a breath, feeling the pulse of sweat rambling down his features and curls, could feel the wear and tear of the minutes going by. “This is a lot harder than I thought,” he uttered on half a laugh, glancing back at the luxere, shifting his head upwards to the morning sunrise.
Erebos
has claw marks on it
