i'm tired of the weight of mortality, i want to tear it from my veins
until i bleed silver and gold
Riddles too? Well, don’t mind if she does. She used to be rather good at them back in Helovia, but some things tended to change. Approaching it right before Loren announces the second riddle, Rexanna gives him a bright smile, a slight wave of her parasol as she turns her head to Oliver to greet him too with a slight nod in her own quiet greeting – emerald eyes scanning over the blonde before looking back to Loren as he grabs a scrap of paper from the bowl.
And she thinks on it for a brief moment, recalling some of the theories and stories she’d heard from Jigano, and the fact that Loren was around the Atheneum a lot (old history from Remi that she’s uncertain is still true or not), but she’d heard the rumors. Tilting her head and squinting a bit, she gives a bright fanged smile. “Are you a Sentient Book, perhaps?”
And she thinks on it for a brief moment, recalling some of the theories and stories she’d heard from Jigano, and the fact that Loren was around the Atheneum a lot (old history from Remi that she’s uncertain is still true or not), but she’d heard the rumors. Tilting her head and squinting a bit, she gives a bright fanged smile. “Are you a Sentient Book, perhaps?”
maybe one day they'll chant our names
and name galaxies after us, and we too shall be eternal
REXANNA
