liars and lovers combine tonight, we're gonna make a scene
"Or perhaps he'll want a drink more than ever," Neron quips, knowing the trials and tribulations of family, even if he'd never had to deal with children in a specific sort of way. They stroll together under the snow of his own making, the Hailstorm considering the Hollowed Grounds and all of its secrets and sights. "I recall the Spire, of course, and a few places around it. You know, I don't believe I have ever been to the Atheneum though." Strange, for a comparatively big reader as Neron is (which, in itself, may surprise some).
Catching snow as well, Neron raises a brow to hear her speak, rolling his shoulders in a puzzled sort of shrug. "Well, she succeeded in bringing back the dead as her children. It isn't so much of a stretch to say she could do something like that, right?" He tilts his head.
Ah, but then it comes to the why of it all. Doesn't it always? "I was entangled with Zariah in a way that made Ascension seem very enticing," he says. "That, and I had made a deal with the Eirachi, promising her my firstborn. If I Ascended, I would never be able to have children to sacrifice to her." It's a very simplified version of it, but it's nonetheless the truth.
Catching snow as well, Neron raises a brow to hear her speak, rolling his shoulders in a puzzled sort of shrug. "Well, she succeeded in bringing back the dead as her children. It isn't so much of a stretch to say she could do something like that, right?" He tilts his head.
Ah, but then it comes to the why of it all. Doesn't it always? "I was entangled with Zariah in a way that made Ascension seem very enticing," he says. "That, and I had made a deal with the Eirachi, promising her my firstborn. If I Ascended, I would never be able to have children to sacrifice to her." It's a very simplified version of it, but it's nonetheless the truth.
Neron
