August 04, 2019, 03:36 PM
Just as he would have, she gave him space and permission to enter her own. The silent monster whom she so dearly wanted the identity of...the man who held voices that others could not fathom the secrets of. The creature who bore her Existence, yet she deemed him worth her presence.
It was impossible to have become any more proud.
He did not give into her powerplay, her omen of silent bidding to step forth. His little mirror did not need his dark aura to portray she was indeed of him. Her mind was as his - that of a student, just as it was that of a master. She would not fall as easy as her mother, and she would possibly even be who took his final breath clear from his grasp in her fog-bitten grip. He could only fantisize over her dangerous reign, and her terrible beauty in the comparisons that stalked their futures.
Raziel could feel so much more than just her gaze's peripheral on him; he had captured her mind. Her interest danced as gentle as the flutter of her forgotten butterfly's winglets, and with it blew such a superstitious level of dominance.
He left upon her mind another gift...
Her calling, wrapped in a tar hued box and topped with a frozen azure bow-
"Atolas." It was the same name that her wonderful mother had bestowed upon her, but the sound he gave was nowhere near the soft and rivetting lavish feminity Gwen had given. No, the name which had left his void lips and marched to Niebla's auds was a feeling of chaos so controlled that should you merely wish the sight of the world begone, it was your's to command. It was an army of hellcast dragons and wyverns settled upon your perch, all still until you demanded the existence of everything be wiped clean in a bath of silence and blizzard, melted into ash and snow, and frozen into a never-seen storm of nothing. All of the power possible to be simply held and made your own lie in his word to his Daughter.
And she could either take her title and with it, trainings under secrecy and silent willpower, or she could let it rot between them.
It was impossible to have become any more proud.
He did not give into her powerplay, her omen of silent bidding to step forth. His little mirror did not need his dark aura to portray she was indeed of him. Her mind was as his - that of a student, just as it was that of a master. She would not fall as easy as her mother, and she would possibly even be who took his final breath clear from his grasp in her fog-bitten grip. He could only fantisize over her dangerous reign, and her terrible beauty in the comparisons that stalked their futures.
Raziel could feel so much more than just her gaze's peripheral on him; he had captured her mind. Her interest danced as gentle as the flutter of her forgotten butterfly's winglets, and with it blew such a superstitious level of dominance.
He left upon her mind another gift...
Her calling, wrapped in a tar hued box and topped with a frozen azure bow-
"Atolas." It was the same name that her wonderful mother had bestowed upon her, but the sound he gave was nowhere near the soft and rivetting lavish feminity Gwen had given. No, the name which had left his void lips and marched to Niebla's auds was a feeling of chaos so controlled that should you merely wish the sight of the world begone, it was your's to command. It was an army of hellcast dragons and wyverns settled upon your perch, all still until you demanded the existence of everything be wiped clean in a bath of silence and blizzard, melted into ash and snow, and frozen into a never-seen storm of nothing. All of the power possible to be simply held and made your own lie in his word to his Daughter.
And she could either take her title and with it, trainings under secrecy and silent willpower, or she could let it rot between them.
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the good ones always die - by Niebla - July 25, 2019, 09:47 AM
RE: the good ones always die - by Cry - July 30, 2019, 11:39 AM
RE: the good ones always die - by Niebla - July 31, 2019, 07:33 AM
RE: the good ones always die - by Cry - August 04, 2019, 03:36 PM
RE: the good ones always die - by Niebla - August 06, 2019, 02:02 PM
RE: the good ones always die - by Cry - August 09, 2019, 04:25 PM