BASTIEN
"Wonderful point indeed. You must tell your adventures to a great scholar afterwards to have them made into a book. A legend for years to come." He declared. Maybe it was fatherly love filling in the gaps, but Bastien could easily see his child being a mythological hero without much work. They were, after all, a Demi-God, and very accomplished at their young age.
Smiling as they took the pencil wrap and nodding at the compromise about the board, Bastien disappeared upstairs for a moment to find bags. There he did stop before Rexanna's portrait in their room, speaking soft words to her of his worry and hope, things that he couldn't weigh Azrael down with before their life began - then he moved on, bringing downstairs a simple but useful blue bag that went across the back, a simple tie keeping things in place.
"Here, you could use this. There's one more thing, too.." He opened his hand to reveal a necklace, a simple golden chain with small gems sparkling in the candlelight above. "This was your mothers. I want you to take a piece of her with you. She would be -- She is so proud, Az." The entire conversation had threatened to wet Bastien's eyes, but after saying that he was blinking heavily, trying to fight back tears.
Smiling as they took the pencil wrap and nodding at the compromise about the board, Bastien disappeared upstairs for a moment to find bags. There he did stop before Rexanna's portrait in their room, speaking soft words to her of his worry and hope, things that he couldn't weigh Azrael down with before their life began - then he moved on, bringing downstairs a simple but useful blue bag that went across the back, a simple tie keeping things in place.
"Here, you could use this. There's one more thing, too.." He opened his hand to reveal a necklace, a simple golden chain with small gems sparkling in the candlelight above. "This was your mothers. I want you to take a piece of her with you. She would be -- She is so proud, Az." The entire conversation had threatened to wet Bastien's eyes, but after saying that he was blinking heavily, trying to fight back tears.
Still my heart is heavy
With the hate of some other man's beliefs
With the hate of some other man's beliefs
