EDWYN
We read the writing on the wall
Braced each other for the fall
Braced each other for the fall
"Oh I love that. Maybe it could be a commentary on hunger. Or how easily the senses can be tricked?" He could see it now; could especially see Bastien at its center, explaining in uncertain terms what it was all supposed to mean, bamboozling those around him with his accent, wit, and vocabulary.
Lost in the whisper of charcoal across the page, the writer looks up with a Hmmmmm?, before his mind pieces together what it was the other man had said. "Oh, not long. Really only since I became an ascended. Before that the world was...harder to understand. To pin down, if that makes sense?" Edwyn smiles, fully prepared to laugh at himself for his poor descriptions. "I've always sketched though. I found that it helped me remember small details I wanted to later include in my writing. The way an eyebrow twitched, or the particular shape of a jawline, or a mountain."
Lost in the whisper of charcoal across the page, the writer looks up with a Hmmmmm?, before his mind pieces together what it was the other man had said. "Oh, not long. Really only since I became an ascended. Before that the world was...harder to understand. To pin down, if that makes sense?" Edwyn smiles, fully prepared to laugh at himself for his poor descriptions. "I've always sketched though. I found that it helped me remember small details I wanted to later include in my writing. The way an eyebrow twitched, or the particular shape of a jawline, or a mountain."
There's only one way off the mountain after all
