// a reminder, ready when you find her, i repress the iridescence of a fire
won't you mind him, steady when you find him, i confess the incandescence of a dyin' light //
won't you mind him, steady when you find him, i confess the incandescence of a dyin' light //
He should know, and yet he’s stolen every time. Stolen back to the nightmare of Korofi again and again and again. But he doesn’t air those worries, doesn’t comment on them as he focuses on trying to remain standing while Haai presses in as a support for him. “Why can’t you?” He says instead, half turning away from Amun, expecting the potter to stand and help guide his way back home.
His horned head tilts back a bit, looking up to the sky full of stars and the moon that beams down at them from above, before he peers off in the distance for the light of the lighthouse. “Star fire.” He rumbles. “Its like the sun.” Of course, he doesn’t know that per say, but it makes enough sense for Sunjata that he offers it anyway.
“Come.” And he begins to walk, slowly at first, with Haai’s help, regardless if Amun comes or not.
His horned head tilts back a bit, looking up to the sky full of stars and the moon that beams down at them from above, before he peers off in the distance for the light of the lighthouse. “Star fire.” He rumbles. “Its like the sun.” Of course, he doesn’t know that per say, but it makes enough sense for Sunjata that he offers it anyway.
“Come.” And he begins to walk, slowly at first, with Haai’s help, regardless if Amun comes or not.
SUNJATA
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
