The youthful energy still coiled within his frame, he admired his snowball, before inevitably tossing it midair from his space along the powdery ground. For half a moment, he thought he’d be able to catch it. Then Belial came shrieking down, snagging it in his mouth, chomping down on it with gnashing canines.
Laughing rather than getting mad, he worked on another one, watching the peryton land from the corner of his eye. All the while, he was listening to Marcus, but his head tilted, quizzical, not quite computing or understanding the logic in the tale. Having listened to his parents many a time, either puzzling through a current Halovian conundrum or something to amuse themselves, he glanced right back at the hybrid. “I mean, you could’ve done all that at my age too.” Then he shrugged, pretending he wasn’t the least bit affected by the challenge – inwardly goaded, fully intending to beat each and every one of those things.
Laughing rather than getting mad, he worked on another one, watching the peryton land from the corner of his eye. All the while, he was listening to Marcus, but his head tilted, quizzical, not quite computing or understanding the logic in the tale. Having listened to his parents many a time, either puzzling through a current Halovian conundrum or something to amuse themselves, he glanced right back at the hybrid. “I mean, you could’ve done all that at my age too.” Then he shrugged, pretending he wasn’t the least bit affected by the challenge – inwardly goaded, fully intending to beat each and every one of those things.
erebos
and then we dream so much
