if you could find your way inside
you'd have to find a way to stay alive
you'd have to find a way to stay alive
Danta’s wings spread in the confusion of the shadow that overtakes him – the gore crows wings almost taking on a V that still doesn’t broach the broad shadow of the Feirw. It matters little, though, because Danta realizes it shortly after and Asta’s amusement is clear as he tilts his head back toward his lover with the offer laid out – understanding completely when the corvid decides to take to the skies rather than having to hang on for deer life.
So, as Danta caws loud and proud, the energy that blooms from the black bird is one that mirrors Asta’s own quieter chaos blooming in his chest, and only when he’s certain they’re on the same track does Asta start to run – darting across the sandy expanse, hopping over bones as though he were made for such a feat. He supposes he was, in this shift, with the inherent understanding of the volcanic rock of the Climb and the jutting cooled magma. It makes easy work for them to continue through the rest of the day toward the night before they’re finally forced to take a rest on the edge of what almost looks like a mirror – the salt flats of the Sea of Dreams.
- FIN
So, as Danta caws loud and proud, the energy that blooms from the black bird is one that mirrors Asta’s own quieter chaos blooming in his chest, and only when he’s certain they’re on the same track does Asta start to run – darting across the sandy expanse, hopping over bones as though he were made for such a feat. He supposes he was, in this shift, with the inherent understanding of the volcanic rock of the Climb and the jutting cooled magma. It makes easy work for them to continue through the rest of the day toward the night before they’re finally forced to take a rest on the edge of what almost looks like a mirror – the salt flats of the Sea of Dreams.
- FIN
Astaroth
welcome to the show, come show me in
