12-10-2018, 06:34 PM
<link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Cinzel+Decorative|Crimson+Text" rel="stylesheet"><div style="margin:auto;background:linear-gradient(to bottom, rgba(0,0,0,0)300px, rgba(0,0,0,1)600px),url('https://i.postimg.cc/kXsGv3jf/tumblr-osz6db5-Cln1soieyfo1-1280.jpg') top no-repeat;background-size:595px auto;padding:50px 20px 20px 20px;width:550px;border:1px solid #000;"><div style="padding:0px 0px 450px 0px;opacity:0.3;font:34px cinzel decorative;letter-spacing:5px;color:#000;">VulgariS</div><div style="border:5px solid #888;border-top:0px;border-bottom:0px;border-radius:35%/35px;padding:20px 13px;background:rgba(34, 34, 34, 0.9);color:#777;font:15px crimson text;"><div style="text-align:center;line-height:14px;padding-bottom:15px;">take me, take me back to your bed. i love you so much that it hurts my head.
say, i don't mind you under my skin. oh, let the bad parts in, the bad parts in.</div>
With the sun just beginning to paint the sky in muted golds and soft blues from just beneath the horizon, he rises from the ground where he sleeps. The midnight dew is starting to dissipate and add to the humidity of a clear summer day but he has no time to appreciate this. When Leliana stirs and looks to him for answers, he assures her he simply has work that must get done today for Wolfbane. If he told her the truth, that he’s going to the mountain, he’s sure she would try to beg him to stay and not risk such journeys. But this is for her sake and so he can’t let her convince him that the benefits are overshadowed by the cost. After all, he’d do anything for her.
He kisses the girls as they continue to dream and heads for the border of the sanctuary. While he’s never been to the mountain himself, he knows the direction and continues his way east, where it looms in the distance. Vulgaris passes through Loess and the forests neighboring it until he comes to the river where he first met Leliana. By now, the sun has reached its zenith and it is merciless in its heat, but he slips into the river and smiles to himself as he recalls finding his wife here a few years ago.
But in the back of his mind is that moaning and gnashing of teeth, that relentless doubt that reminds him how he found Dovev standing over her here. He lifts himself from the river and snorts, annoyed at the memory and himself. But the need for her to venture off to save others will not come again and he’ll make sure of it. Vulgaris shakes his head enough to fling some of the dripping water from his mane and face before continuing on.
He travels easily up the mountain at first, being sure to test the rocks before he trusts them with his weight. The serpent scoffs at the challenge, unimpressed as he continues his ascension toward the peak. The change in temperature is gradual enough that he doesn’t seem to notice until his breath begins to puff in front of him. If there is anything in this world he truly hates, it is the cold. But he carries on, eyes now scowling at the circumstances. She is worth the temporary discomfort. She is worth a lifetime of misery.
He finally comes to a stop and peers over the other side at Pangea. That was where she tried to save her friend and caught the plague in the first place. He sighs slowly and turns to face the path he just came from. “<I>I want to be able to heal others. Leliana nearly destroys herself by saving everyone who comes asking for her help and I want to share the burden, to keep her safe.</i>”
And then he listens, straining his ears for some reply. The seconds feel like eternity and he snorts at the disinterest of the fairies.</div></div>
@[Carnage]
say, i don't mind you under my skin. oh, let the bad parts in, the bad parts in.</div>
With the sun just beginning to paint the sky in muted golds and soft blues from just beneath the horizon, he rises from the ground where he sleeps. The midnight dew is starting to dissipate and add to the humidity of a clear summer day but he has no time to appreciate this. When Leliana stirs and looks to him for answers, he assures her he simply has work that must get done today for Wolfbane. If he told her the truth, that he’s going to the mountain, he’s sure she would try to beg him to stay and not risk such journeys. But this is for her sake and so he can’t let her convince him that the benefits are overshadowed by the cost. After all, he’d do anything for her.
He kisses the girls as they continue to dream and heads for the border of the sanctuary. While he’s never been to the mountain himself, he knows the direction and continues his way east, where it looms in the distance. Vulgaris passes through Loess and the forests neighboring it until he comes to the river where he first met Leliana. By now, the sun has reached its zenith and it is merciless in its heat, but he slips into the river and smiles to himself as he recalls finding his wife here a few years ago.
But in the back of his mind is that moaning and gnashing of teeth, that relentless doubt that reminds him how he found Dovev standing over her here. He lifts himself from the river and snorts, annoyed at the memory and himself. But the need for her to venture off to save others will not come again and he’ll make sure of it. Vulgaris shakes his head enough to fling some of the dripping water from his mane and face before continuing on.
He travels easily up the mountain at first, being sure to test the rocks before he trusts them with his weight. The serpent scoffs at the challenge, unimpressed as he continues his ascension toward the peak. The change in temperature is gradual enough that he doesn’t seem to notice until his breath begins to puff in front of him. If there is anything in this world he truly hates, it is the cold. But he carries on, eyes now scowling at the circumstances. She is worth the temporary discomfort. She is worth a lifetime of misery.
He finally comes to a stop and peers over the other side at Pangea. That was where she tried to save her friend and caught the plague in the first place. He sighs slowly and turns to face the path he just came from. “<I>I want to be able to heal others. Leliana nearly destroys herself by saving everyone who comes asking for her help and I want to share the burden, to keep her safe.</i>”
And then he listens, straining his ears for some reply. The seconds feel like eternity and he snorts at the disinterest of the fairies.</div></div>
@[Carnage]