[private] There is nothing to say;Litotes

[litotes]

boy what's normal to you? 'cause that sure ain't normal to me.

Most of his days while away in Pangean sunsets and sunrises. He blinks awake with a yawn and falls asleep with a yawn, each day removing a little of the weight of all of his heartbreak. Pain like a piano tumbling from ten stories above one’s head, deadly and crushing - it almost killed him.

Almost.

At this he smiles wickedly, handsome face turning to the sky with rueful duality: a broken man and a pieced together man, each painting one half of his body. What will he be today?

It is with apprehension that Litotes notices Nimue upon the red clay of his kingdom. His face darkens just an inch, eyes curving suspiciously just the slightest. Most of their encounters are not friendly, not since the first time they had met, and he is beginning to wonder if she is here to yell at him for the daughter neither of them know how to parent; still, it is rude to not address a guest in his home, and perhaps he can use a little justified anger in his life.

“Nimue,” he murmurs just loud enough for her to hear. His steps are delicate as he approaches, and his shadows wrap protectively around him. He tilts his head with a hesitant smile. “Are you enjoying the singing of the canyons again?” This jovial question he hopes will soften whatever blow she may have in store for him.

and if i fall would you know that to do?
and if i'm caught up would you stay?

Litotes

@[Nimue Isolde]