[DROP] dance of the naiad

DEIMOS And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame His eyes followed the line of movement and motion, more and more assembling, gathering beneath the wake of mystery, awe, and enigmas. Wessex came to maneuver beside him, silent and obliging, and he nodded towards her, indicative of their warrior silence and measures; existing in tandem with blades and rapiers. A familiar whale calf swam in its starlight essence towards him, circling along his shoulder before landing, indicating Amalia was nearby – instinctively he reached for nimble Jyoti, while his gaze meandered on the crowd again, searching for patches of fur or gilded hair, striving to catch the light even as the din grew, until his attention was deviated from the search by the arrival of another – a higher being. Something approached from beyond the stilts, carried, like a noble would be, meandering down streets and corridors. Were they incapable of walking? Was it something marked by Fae endeavors and notions? Jyoti rose away from him, and he was left to his own devices, thoughts, and ideals, arching a brow stoically at Wessex, as if sharing the unknown amusement and humor, waiting for the oncoming storm, tempest, or reveal. The Fae’s jubilance and exultation was noted; something was bound to happen. His stare caught the fringes of others bowing, proffering respect to the void, to the abyss, to the war of the unknown. Seditious intentions bristled against his spine; he’d only ever dropped his cranium to passing monarchs, to those who’d earned his respect or expected it, though who was to say this woman wasn’t among those requiring the esteem or regard? Indecision and meticulous efforts plagued him, yearning to raise his hackles to simply resist out of normalcy and comfort, the uncertainty clawing at his bones. In the end, he played it safely, the rebellion swallowed down for a better venture, dipping his head at the incoming woman, stare cast off to the side to watch others; study, scrutinize. master of nothing place; of recoil and grace