// i am heaven sent, don't you dare forget —
Arriving at the meeting and gathering a cup of warm tea, Thorn drifts through the crowd nodding to those he knows and even a few he doesn’t before he settles in beside Zavien with a crooked smile aimed over his way. “Hey.” He greets warmly, cradling the cup in between both hands as he turns his attention to the Flood.
The new moniker had taken the House of Midnight by storm, the Flood becoming the Heartless, and with the view of the man he sees standing there and speaking to them, he realizes it’s taken a bit more of a toll on him than he’d otherwise have expected. And once the Archon finishes speaking, Thorn looks across the crowd without anyone piping up yet, glancing over to Zavien with a shrug before he clears his voice and offers his thoughts on it.
“A healin’ river sounds great. Maybe we can keep it in Mourn an’ then it’ll be kinda central to the whole region?” Given that’s where they’re standing – a central city that felt equidistant between the Boondocks and the Barrows.
Thorn votes for Mourn!
The new moniker had taken the House of Midnight by storm, the Flood becoming the Heartless, and with the view of the man he sees standing there and speaking to them, he realizes it’s taken a bit more of a toll on him than he’d otherwise have expected. And once the Archon finishes speaking, Thorn looks across the crowd without anyone piping up yet, glancing over to Zavien with a shrug before he clears his voice and offers his thoughts on it.
“A healin’ river sounds great. Maybe we can keep it in Mourn an’ then it’ll be kinda central to the whole region?” Given that’s where they’re standing – a central city that felt equidistant between the Boondocks and the Barrows.
Thorn votes for Mourn!
thorn
— i am all you've ever wanted,
what all the other boys all promised //
what all the other boys all promised //
