OLIVER
Melita seemed very chipper for someone who didn't know much about the happenings of the gods. Maybe Oliver focused too much on this, worried too much about things that he shouldn't spend so much time dwelling on. Could that be why she's received responses? "Well....whatever grounded means, I hope it isn't bad. Or irreversible?" It sounded like a god was trapped in a massive pile of dirt, which did sound miserable. Could the gods even do that? They seemed so....powerful. Capable of moving through walls or destroying everything in their way. So why would some dirt get in their way?
He wasn't a huge fan of the idea that there was something else he was doing wrong. That maybe, the gods really just would never forgive an abandoned, no matter what he did to try and show his loyalty. There was a glimpse of a frown on a face before he quickly shook it off. It's fine. He should be happy. "Yeah...I think I'll try that next time. Maybe I'll even make something from scratch...so I can show my time and dedication." Or something like that.
Glancing up at the sky, a small frown crossed his lips before he turned to face Melita. "I should probably get going, I've been out here for so long and there's some things I really should get to." Standing back up, he gave a small wave to the gourd, still a bit uneasy but hey, he was trying to be polite. "Thanks for all the advice....hopefully I can see you again soon?" And with that, he was off, making one final glance at their art work before heading back to the manor.
Finished
He wasn't a huge fan of the idea that there was something else he was doing wrong. That maybe, the gods really just would never forgive an abandoned, no matter what he did to try and show his loyalty. There was a glimpse of a frown on a face before he quickly shook it off. It's fine. He should be happy. "Yeah...I think I'll try that next time. Maybe I'll even make something from scratch...so I can show my time and dedication." Or something like that.
Glancing up at the sky, a small frown crossed his lips before he turned to face Melita. "I should probably get going, I've been out here for so long and there's some things I really should get to." Standing back up, he gave a small wave to the gourd, still a bit uneasy but hey, he was trying to be polite. "Thanks for all the advice....hopefully I can see you again soon?" And with that, he was off, making one final glance at their art work before heading back to the manor.
Finished
i just want my existance to be
more than trembling
more than trembling
