11-02-2018, 03:33 PM
Leilan
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
and the superstars sucked into the supermassive
and the superstars sucked into the supermassive
Chaos, it's all chaos. In the midst of everything, he left his mother and sister, thinking they could deal with themselves. He'd given them one instruction to hold on to, should they panic; if they went to the safe island like he'd asked, at least he knew where to come find them later. Now, the world consisted of panicky-thoughts and trying to make sense of what happened - obviously the killing of this chestnut guy in Pangea had set some things in motion.
Never trust a god.
Or a fairy? Hmm. Well, he was alive, let's leave it at that.
It seemed there had been enough idiots in the world to still heed Carnage's advise. The fairies had done their best. Their best was, in his case, that he'd live on a friggin' freezer. Not that he would mind, but, he couldn't imagine that everyone else in Nerine was as nu-susceptible to snow and ice as he was. Nobody could ask that they moved all of Nerine to that island; there were pregnant Leviathans among them, he was quite sure. Would a child born on that icy place even survive? They'd be wet, right, if he remembered correctly? Could milk freeze? Hmm, he doesn't think so, but still, it's a lot of stress.
Breckin of course, would only be panicking on the inside. Unlike him - she didn't really show stress. Most of the time anyway. And not to others, at least. Big strong Leviathan. Wasn't he just a winner for even knowing her.
That doesn't mean he's not super tense right now. She might be... anywhere. Ugh. The second you go comfort a sister, she manages to disappear right when he needs to make sure she's safe because everybody knows she would just run around trying to help the scared residents and whatnot.
As long as that 'rearrangement' of the twittery butterflies hadn't trapped her, that was. Gods-fairy-friggin' - whatever. Keep the head. Look around.
Switching visions back and forth, it takes time to notice who is who, but at least there's no trapped horses on his way. Keeping an eye out for that speck of white he wishes to see healthy, he trots around the kingdom anxiously, and rather aimlessly.
Never trust a god.
Or a fairy? Hmm. Well, he was alive, let's leave it at that.
It seemed there had been enough idiots in the world to still heed Carnage's advise. The fairies had done their best. Their best was, in his case, that he'd live on a friggin' freezer. Not that he would mind, but, he couldn't imagine that everyone else in Nerine was as nu-susceptible to snow and ice as he was. Nobody could ask that they moved all of Nerine to that island; there were pregnant Leviathans among them, he was quite sure. Would a child born on that icy place even survive? They'd be wet, right, if he remembered correctly? Could milk freeze? Hmm, he doesn't think so, but still, it's a lot of stress.
Breckin of course, would only be panicking on the inside. Unlike him - she didn't really show stress. Most of the time anyway. And not to others, at least. Big strong Leviathan. Wasn't he just a winner for even knowing her.
That doesn't mean he's not super tense right now. She might be... anywhere. Ugh. The second you go comfort a sister, she manages to disappear right when he needs to make sure she's safe because everybody knows she would just run around trying to help the scared residents and whatnot.
As long as that 'rearrangement' of the twittery butterflies hadn't trapped her, that was. Gods-fairy-friggin' - whatever. Keep the head. Look around.
Switching visions back and forth, it takes time to notice who is who, but at least there's no trapped horses on his way. Keeping an eye out for that speck of white he wishes to see healthy, he trots around the kingdom anxiously, and rather aimlessly.
you set my soul alight
@[Breckin] It is timed now/right after running out of Sarkis thread, but no rush, I know you have the other things to catch up to, first. That's fine. Marked private because reasons. (:
Two things I know I can make: pretty kids, and people mad.
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