MARU
listen carefully to the sound of your loneliness
like a heartbeat that drives you mad
like a heartbeat that drives you mad
At the very least, Maru can confidently say his guards are not slacking. It's not long until he's found and informed of a loitering soul, one they recognize visually but not by name. In many other lands, it would be commonplace to wave a hand and order the unknown man to be escorted out of the city, leaving the ruler unbothered by such minor affairs. For better or worse, Maru is not like that. Nodding respectfully to the messenger, he stretches out his tentacles and begins to swim, murmuring greetings and inquiries as he passes by those trickling in from the outer city.
The man is not hard to find, unnaturally still and with that same vague recollection. Around Nerissa perhaps? Maru lifts a hand to brush a floating lock of inky hair away from his face, and approaches with no further pause. Hello. I don't believe I've seen you around here, I am Maru. Hand extends to grip them together if the man desires, tentacles waving lazily, the blue spots faded in display of lack of threat.
The man is not hard to find, unnaturally still and with that same vague recollection. Around Nerissa perhaps? Maru lifts a hand to brush a floating lock of inky hair away from his face, and approaches with no further pause. Hello. I don't believe I've seen you around here, I am Maru. Hand extends to grip them together if the man desires, tentacles waving lazily, the blue spots faded in display of lack of threat.
in the stillness of remembering what you had
and what you lost
and what you lost
