Dantalion
be love in its disrepute, scorches the hillside and salts every root
"Mm...?" His hand drops from his lips, Danta having just been turning to reconsider Peekaboo Rise when the voice rings out again, and he spins on heel back towards the entrance. Lifting his sunglasses to make out the stranger properly, he's already taking a few steps towards her so they might speak easier when he realises what she's after and where from.
"Oh, shit," he said, shooting a crooked smile towards the Labyrinth. "Wish I could say - the damn thing moves around on its own." Meaning that no route is reliable. Were it not such a dangerous place to go, it might provide endless fun for people trying to while away an afternoon.
That doesn't mean it's impossible, though. "That's the healing herb, right?" he says, referring to what she's mentioned. "If you need it bad, I could fly overhead and direct you? I've got a shift with wings."
"Oh, shit," he said, shooting a crooked smile towards the Labyrinth. "Wish I could say - the damn thing moves around on its own." Meaning that no route is reliable. Were it not such a dangerous place to go, it might provide endless fun for people trying to while away an afternoon.
That doesn't mean it's impossible, though. "That's the healing herb, right?" he says, referring to what she's mentioned. "If you need it bad, I could fly overhead and direct you? I've got a shift with wings."
be there and just as you stand, or be like the rose that you hold in your hand
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
