who we are and all that we're trying to be
It was like eons before – a sensation of pride lifting through his chest as Kiada also volunteered to assist in training – back in the days where it was ice and fire and their wickedness conspiring into the world. Except now it had a singular purpose, instead of ensuring their damned kingdom made headlines and orchestrations of disaster, they’re compelled to establish battle-hardy rebels, ready for action when the time comes. And it will he wanted to howl into the abyss, along the walls of the basement, where they could promise and vow and pledge, where some contortions would unravel and the rest would emerge. He confirmed his assurances, his allegiance, his notions with a nod towards Ronin, eyes riveting back to Kiada, as snicker playing its way along his mouth, riddling along the stony features – alight on the potential for violence, vehemence, and savagery again. “We will get to work,” he added to Ronin, a deep rumble of conviction echoing past the root cellar.
It takes dying to know
How to live as ghosts
