i'm tired of the weight of mortality, i want to tear it from my veins
until i bleed silver and gold
All she can do is offer a warm smile in return to his thank you, knowing how much he hates being in the spotlight, the center of attention, having things focus and revolve around him when she know she’d much rather like to hide out in the privacy of his own thoughts – a stalwart monolith akin to those towers that despite breaking down still warded off intruders from the Basin.
So talk of Deepfrost certainly helped the idea of it all, give him the fresh air and breathing room he needed, a nod granted to the response. To put it where it had been placed before – in ways that might help make it seem a bit more official, a bit more permanent. “Let’s do that.” She offers with a bright smile granted his way, before she calculates some thoughts as well. “If we all plan on staying in the College this year, perhaps separating space out in front of it for the Luxere would be a good idea.” She comments, head tilting as she considers it.
“And perhaps we can see if anyone would be willing to lead a few treks around to sing to them and try to convince them to come. Maybe we’ll get more than we did last year.” Another quiet thought, a raise of her brow as she focuses on him again, calculating it out.
So talk of Deepfrost certainly helped the idea of it all, give him the fresh air and breathing room he needed, a nod granted to the response. To put it where it had been placed before – in ways that might help make it seem a bit more official, a bit more permanent. “Let’s do that.” She offers with a bright smile granted his way, before she calculates some thoughts as well. “If we all plan on staying in the College this year, perhaps separating space out in front of it for the Luxere would be a good idea.” She comments, head tilting as she considers it.
“And perhaps we can see if anyone would be willing to lead a few treks around to sing to them and try to convince them to come. Maybe we’ll get more than we did last year.” Another quiet thought, a raise of her brow as she focuses on him again, calculating it out.
maybe one day they'll chant our names
and name galaxies after us, and we too shall be eternal
REXANNA
