At Glas’s suggestion, and addition to the rudimentary drawing, Erebos brightened once more, all full of agreement and accord. “Yeah! That’d be perfect!” And the crafter had the notions of actually drawing said plan out, instead of utilizing it in snow, where it would undoubtedly be forgotten about and covered in about five minutes. “Thanks!” As he stared down at the parchment, his grin grew wider, wishing he had some charcoal to flesh things out. “And maybe he can have some cocoa!” As if the snowman would survive long enough to have such a beverage.
But thereafter there was more discussion of incantations – notably away from Marcus and back onto potentials. Mouth agape for a moment, Glas had the youth’s full attention again. “Ooooh, you do?! Like what? Mom and Dad have all kinds and Amham has some really cool demigod magic, and I’ve got water!” And more, of course, though he kept the furtive one under wraps (except not really, because he’d already been caught by his parents numerous times).
But thereafter there was more discussion of incantations – notably away from Marcus and back onto potentials. Mouth agape for a moment, Glas had the youth’s full attention again. “Ooooh, you do?! Like what? Mom and Dad have all kinds and Amham has some really cool demigod magic, and I’ve got water!” And more, of course, though he kept the furtive one under wraps (except not really, because he’d already been caught by his parents numerous times).
erebos
and then we dream so much
