do not fear the dark, wolf cub, for when the sun leaves the world,
That it was for Amalia, alleviates some of the curiosity around the reasonings why the Sword was out here searching for leaves for Safrin. It seemed ridiculous, seemed strange to her that the starry goddess would require such things for anything else other than Amalia. But she grants him a nod regardless, letting her smirks fade a bit into a small amount of understanding. “I’ve been working mostly at the bakery during the day and the Monster Hunter’s Guild at night so she doesn’t have to worry.” She offers quietly, in case Deimos hadn’t known.
In the terms of something new however, it has her peering into the boughs of the trees above them, searching for something green and vibrant with life. She comes up short for now, though, and is distracted regardless by the words that enter her mind along the Attuned bond, enough to cause her to falter in her step and squint at him for the lie, the joke within the words he’d offered. And when she finds none, she can’t help the bright girlish grin from crossing her face, aiming to dive into him for a tight hug.
That’s amazing, Deimos. Congratulations! She offers back, swarming her end of the bond with all her excitement and happiness and joy that she can’t quite contain within her, breaking at the thought of it all, how she – while blighted – had asked about their own wedding once upon a time, how he’d choked with the question in the air, how Amalia had laughed.
In the terms of something new however, it has her peering into the boughs of the trees above them, searching for something green and vibrant with life. She comes up short for now, though, and is distracted regardless by the words that enter her mind along the Attuned bond, enough to cause her to falter in her step and squint at him for the lie, the joke within the words he’d offered. And when she finds none, she can’t help the bright girlish grin from crossing her face, aiming to dive into him for a tight hug.
That’s amazing, Deimos. Congratulations! She offers back, swarming her end of the bond with all her excitement and happiness and joy that she can’t quite contain within her, breaking at the thought of it all, how she – while blighted – had asked about their own wedding once upon a time, how he’d choked with the question in the air, how Amalia had laughed.
the world fears you
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
