CIAN
"Certain things have been set in motion that cannot be undone now." Finn's telling Amalia of the machine, for instance. Inhaling deeply, leaning back in his chair now and looking quite relaxed, Cian raises the glass of whiskey to his lips with the same hand that holds his cigarette. The mingling of flavours isn't savoured at all though, with the Eye knocking back the drink in a fluid motion. "As I said before. I would use the Spyglass to do that which it is best at. Seeing."
For one who hated contact and shied away from social situations, Finn had certainly stuck his fingers and his nose in a good many places it didn't belong.
"Have you noticed at all, the changes in the weather. How the storms to the west of the mountains are beginning to subside? How the brutal lightning storms south of the Grounds are beginning to wane?"
For one who hated contact and shied away from social situations, Finn had certainly stuck his fingers and his nose in a good many places it didn't belong.
"Have you noticed at all, the changes in the weather. How the storms to the west of the mountains are beginning to subside? How the brutal lightning storms south of the Grounds are beginning to wane?"
the truth hurts
but lies can k i l l
but lies can k i l l
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
