SUNJATA
the flood
so put your faith in the devil and the deep blue sea
put your trust in the light that you cannot see
put your trust in the light that you cannot see
It was disappointing, so much so that Sunjata focuses on literally anything else he can. He focuses on the looming house that they approach, the lights that burn on within it. He focuses on the way the grass grows longer here, greener, less battered by waves and sand. He focuses on the porch that leads to the door, waiting idly for Melita to open it to let him in. He’d be damned to shift out front of the house when this shift was supposed to be a secret anyway.
Once she’s opened the door, he lips inside, the clattering of nails on the hardwood floor the only sound he can muster until she’s closed the door and he shifts back into himself. “Thank you.” He murmurs, moving in to sit on the couch in the living room of the home, leaving plenty of room for Melita to join him. “What did you hear?” If anything, he can’t be so sure.
He chews on the inside of his cheek as he w aits.
Once she’s opened the door, he lips inside, the clattering of nails on the hardwood floor the only sound he can muster until she’s closed the door and he shifts back into himself. “Thank you.” He murmurs, moving in to sit on the couch in the living room of the home, leaving plenty of room for Melita to join him. “What did you hear?” If anything, he can’t be so sure.
He chews on the inside of his cheek as he w aits.
there's a darkness up ahead
i will see you where the shadow ends
i will see you where the shadow ends
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.
