I didn't come here to make friends
We were born to be suburban legends
We were born to be suburban legends
Aithne follows along, content to play the tour guide for now. She's fascinated by Nova's literal sparkle, the way glitter seems to wind itself around her on an invisible current. It's even more subtle against the stark white of the bone, but somehow that just makes it all the more intriguing. Does she do it on purpose, Aithne wonders, or is it some passive ability that she can't turn off?
"Told you," she retorts good-naturedly. Hopping up to sit on the railing, the Ancient kicks her feet in the air. "I think it's a bunch of different ones. Apparently there are some ghostwhale bones and even some tulmhainar shells. But if you ask me, most of them look like dragon bones, from a long time ago." As for the rest, Aithne can't even hazard a guess. The bridges have been here forever, as far as she's aware, made by some long-dead people. Or maybe a god. That might make more sense.
"Told you," she retorts good-naturedly. Hopping up to sit on the railing, the Ancient kicks her feet in the air. "I think it's a bunch of different ones. Apparently there are some ghostwhale bones and even some tulmhainar shells. But if you ask me, most of them look like dragon bones, from a long time ago." As for the rest, Aithne can't even hazard a guess. The bridges have been here forever, as far as she's aware, made by some long-dead people. Or maybe a god. That might make more sense.
When you hold me, it holds me together
And you kiss me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever
And you kiss me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever
Aithne
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Aithne.
Feel free to use force/magic on Aithne.
