Whoa, you let your feet run wild
Time has come as we all go down
Instead of brooding in corners or smoldering his way through shadows, he chose the wide open terrain of the coastline, rooted and stagnant upon the rocks. The lighthouse behind him, the sun placating, he only made a marginal effort to maneuver upon a massive boulder, honing in on concentration. Zuriel lingered nearby, occasionally raising her head to stare, shake her cranium, and return to grazing – the individual meant to be on the alert, while his eyes closed and he strived.
The Sword didn’t know enough about earth magic to truly clench, grasp, and tether it – like a light, little strand, a thin seam, he could push and pull upon its wares, but it obviously required some more time to grow, to churn, to burn in the sanction of his other enchantments. Still, breathing in, breathing out, a long, unwinding exhale, the beast willed the pebbles lined along the stone to move. They shifted in various directions all at once, some scattering to the forefront, falling off the formation, others scooting back towards him, and then the remnants simply drifting in various patterns.
He opened his eyes, furrowing his brow, staring down at them. It’d been a long time since he’d been required to do any semblance of such focus for so little reward; but since he was a tenacious, obstinate individual, he’d merely try again.
The Sword didn’t know enough about earth magic to truly clench, grasp, and tether it – like a light, little strand, a thin seam, he could push and pull upon its wares, but it obviously required some more time to grow, to churn, to burn in the sanction of his other enchantments. Still, breathing in, breathing out, a long, unwinding exhale, the beast willed the pebbles lined along the stone to move. They shifted in various directions all at once, some scattering to the forefront, falling off the formation, others scooting back towards him, and then the remnants simply drifting in various patterns.
He opened his eyes, furrowing his brow, staring down at them. It’d been a long time since he’d been required to do any semblance of such focus for so little reward; but since he was a tenacious, obstinate individual, he’d merely try again.
Yeah but for the fall—oh, my—
Do you dare to look them right in the eyes?
DEIMOS
