empires fall when we move the unmovable, so tell me all of my secrets, tell me all of my lies,
How many years has she spent with their Goddess (not that many, in the long run), and still Wessex is occasionally caught off-guard by the difference in their thinking; the breadth and scope, the cavalier nature of some things and not others. And of course, by the ability to let go, something the demigod is still working on. A bobblehead of agreement when it comes to that kind of viewpoint regarding Torchline’s politics, there’s little more she can say on the issue, because she hopes that’s the way it will go down. If it goes down. She’s always wanted to think of Sunjata as a friend and an ally - losing him would be a blow.
Shifting slightly, she can’t help but internally chuckle at the Voice’s expression regarding Abandoned magic.Deimos might be able to change it, but would he change it for her? Probably definitely Not, given their last conversation. “Then perhaps one of my siblings can persuade Deimos to change it.” Her expression says she has one or two people in mind who might benefit from having something of their own.
“But if we’re talking about a mentally controlled fire-arrow, I’d rather be able to use fire magic - or put flames out. What about… sucking the air out of an area? Like when you suffocate a fire.” Or people, though she couldn’t possibly know the science behind something like oxygen.
Shifting slightly, she can’t help but internally chuckle at the Voice’s expression regarding Abandoned magic.
“But if we’re talking about a mentally controlled fire-arrow, I’d rather be able to use fire magic - or put flames out. What about… sucking the air out of an area? Like when you suffocate a fire.” Or people, though she couldn’t possibly know the science behind something like oxygen.
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