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It's a repeat of yesterday for me.
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It's a repeat of yesterday for me.
well anyway... anybody wanna collab kinda of having a bit of a creative drought recently. and it is my turn.
I'm sorry, but it's another busy day for me, so I can't write much.
@Dark Cloud
"Solitude can commonly serve as a soothing curative, yes, yet seeking solitude in such a crowded site such as this tavern... I would suggest that you seek change and accept the solace of companionship as well."
So she had agreed with his sentiment.
She summoned a series of scrolls and tomes to her hand and atop the table, attentively conjured adjacent to the couple of things that belonged to Alwen. The collection consisted of a myriad of subjects; from magical studies to mundane affairs, written in a multitude of languages learned and taught across the complex multilayer, multiplying cosmos. She shared this repository with the researcher, graciously gesturing towards the literature she assumed he would liken.
"Let us seek common ground then... through sharing our stories. I wonder whether you will grasp more of the Gnosis through reading the book that is me, myself, my being, and I wonder what I will discover when I read the book that is Alwen Grimmel."
She stretched slowly, and gave him a slight grin, proceeded by a pointed stare. Silently, her so sincere yet secluded ruby-red eye reflected him and his appearance - showing something strange and spiritual - perhaps that is the proper term - a sight that no mere mortal mirror could show.
The sacred goddess-gaze of Anath Homura asked him softly: Please show me yourself...
Dark Magician - IV
"Solitude can commonly serve as a soothing curative, yes, yet seeking solitude in such a crowded site such as this tavern... I would suggest that you seek change and accept the solace of companionship as well."
So she had agreed with his sentiment.
She summoned a series of scrolls and tomes to her hand and atop the table, attentively conjured adjacent to the couple of things that belonged to Alwen. The collection consisted of a myriad of subjects; from magical studies to mundane affairs, written in a multitude of languages learned and taught across the complex multilayer, multiplying cosmos. She shared this repository with the researcher, graciously gesturing towards the literature she assumed he would liken.
"Let us seek common ground then... through sharing our stories. I wonder whether you will grasp more of the Gnosis through reading the book that is me, myself, my being, and I wonder what I will discover when I read the book that is Alwen Grimmel."
She stretched slowly, and gave him a slight grin, proceeded by a pointed stare. Silently, her so sincere yet secluded ruby-red eye reflected him and his appearance - showing something strange and spiritual - perhaps that is the proper term - a sight that no mere mortal mirror could show.
The sacred goddess-gaze of Anath Homura asked him softly: Please show me yourself...
And annoyed shadow is annoyed
Funnily enough, I'm wondering whether Homura and Aryion would get along.
I will begin writing a post - should be finished soon... sometime today XD.
Anath Homura
No - He had answered her with the wrong word - She had received refusal regardless of the fact that rejection fell under the subject of unfeasible.
The Red Goddess readily shook hands with the welcoming Arterius, and officially introduced herself as well - her soft-silken speech accompanied by graceful gesticulation, bowing before all of the Divine aside from Agthalan. She refrained from showing respect towards the crazed currently crime-committing King on... vacation.
Then the furnace deity, Qhiuleri, had turned to Anath Homura and said to her: "So... I know you made clear you want to stop this train, but you do know that this man thrives in mayhem right? It's like asking someone addicted to stop."
So she sighed, and afterwards spoke with a sustained dignified tone - she spurned all attempts at spoiling her sanity - and replied to her supposed sister. Anath Homura was resentful regarding the term used to describe their relationship, since she had forsaken the thought of perceiving the people present as kindred spirits.
"Should simply asking another to halt allowing their addiction to afflict them be considered an arduous challenge to you, then I struggle to imagine why any mortal would seek to worship you."
The Serene & Exalted Emperor was the eminent embodiment of ethereal tranquility - she was the sacred stillness within the savage storm - never shall she yield to weakness, nor weariness, and be buried beneath the weight of the world. She stood thus, firm and formal...
Wait - why was he wielding the salt shaker in such a stupid manner!?!
I am free!
I shall attempt to swiftly write a post!
I shall attempt to swiftly write a post!
@Chris488 I'll get to it or try to at least. A new game I ordered comes tomorrow. But I'll get something up this weekend I promise.
Pinky swear :D
Enjoy your new game, my friend.
Out of curiosity; who is currently writing a post here?
I'm busy today, so I won't be doing any posting, myself.
I'm busy today, so I won't be doing any posting, myself.
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