Belril
Every day's a challenge
But I always seem to get through
But I always seem to get through
Belril smiled back at Henry's arrival and wave, thankful he wouldn't be the only one present that was not of the Ascended...which was a small comfort to him, no offense meant to the others, in a way he couldn't yet know how to explain.
Belril's eyes widened upon seeing the the form that the Voice chose for use, wondering if the apparent goddess preferred being known as such. He was taking in every detail he could with his eyes, wondering if he would ever see any of the Gods, old or new, ever again.
With her appearance...if he hadn't known better, he'd almost say she was about his own age with her chosen appearance. However, what she said caused a frown to appear on his face. If she was once alive...was she once Abandoned, too, he asked in his head before steeling his nerves.
"E-excuse me," he said with his words starting as a bit of a squeak at first. "I have a question for you, if you are willing to answer, Lady Voice." As he approached, he still couldn't help but act meek around the Voice...after all, he was Abandoned and he was made to believe that none of the gods liked the Abandoned...though he did wonder if it was possible that he had been taught wrong about the Voice on that front.
Because he wasn't Ascended, he didn't hear the telepathic communication, and therefore wasn't aware that he was possibly intruding on a conversation. He didn't pass the Ascended as he approached, whom seemed rightfully in the front and the closest to the Voice, but he did find himself standing near and slightly behind Wessex.
Belril's eyes widened upon seeing the the form that the Voice chose for use, wondering if the apparent goddess preferred being known as such. He was taking in every detail he could with his eyes, wondering if he would ever see any of the Gods, old or new, ever again.
With her appearance...if he hadn't known better, he'd almost say she was about his own age with her chosen appearance. However, what she said caused a frown to appear on his face. If she was once alive...was she once Abandoned, too, he asked in his head before steeling his nerves.
"E-excuse me," he said with his words starting as a bit of a squeak at first. "I have a question for you, if you are willing to answer, Lady Voice." As he approached, he still couldn't help but act meek around the Voice...after all, he was Abandoned and he was made to believe that none of the gods liked the Abandoned...though he did wonder if it was possible that he had been taught wrong about the Voice on that front.
Because he wasn't Ascended, he didn't hear the telepathic communication, and therefore wasn't aware that he was possibly intruding on a conversation. He didn't pass the Ascended as he approached, whom seemed rightfully in the front and the closest to the Voice, but he did find himself standing near and slightly behind Wessex.
Each day's a balancing act
Of good and bad events
Of good and bad events
