OIA'I'O
"It's so..." You're speechless.
The fae have let the pair of you wander and wonder about as you will. Divine lineage and not being affiliated with the Grounders has its perks. That, and no one really wants to argue with the pair of you. Threats don't work either since you're okay with observing pain as a mechanism for coercion, even if you're the subject of the experiment.
So here you two are, beneath a velvet-black sky just smeared with stars. And you're speechless.
"...so.."
Existential dread nips at your lower intestines, filling them with icewater, but you don't mind so much. Something about the blackness of it all, the gestures towards the infinite held all the way up there is calming to you.
The fae have let the pair of you wander and wonder about as you will. Divine lineage and not being affiliated with the Grounders has its perks. That, and no one really wants to argue with the pair of you. Threats don't work either since you're okay with observing pain as a mechanism for coercion, even if you're the subject of the experiment.
So here you two are, beneath a velvet-black sky just smeared with stars. And you're speechless.
"...so.."
Existential dread nips at your lower intestines, filling them with icewater, but you don't mind so much. Something about the blackness of it all, the gestures towards the infinite held all the way up there is calming to you.
