Meadowlark Prairie instant gratification
Lone Wolves

roller-coaster, up and down in random motion
15 Posts
Ooc — Chan
Limit Two 
Weather: 48°F—moderate rain.

The sun was shining, and fire fell from the sky.

Somehow, someway, it did not burn him—nor did it administer any feelings. He stood on the crest of a hill overlooking the prairie, his gaze cutting against the harsh light overhead. He squinted against it, unsure what to make of it. And yet, his mannequin-like grin lingered.

Hypnos felt something bubble within him, and slowly it crept up his throat. It was warmth, light—a manifestation of the tempest overhead. It escaped him suddenly, unexpectedly; he let out a dry, booming laugh. He lowered his gaze as the light ran free, dancing on the path of his breath. It weaved through the emptiness of the plains, weaving and looping through the thirsty summer grasses. He watched the spectacle, his expression blank, feeling suddenly hollow without his light. Sure, the sky was bright, but it didn't belong to him.

Soon, the light trail vanished into the distance, and Hypnos tipped his head back again as if the last ten minutes hadn't happened.
Lone Wolves

come desdemona, othello, and tragedies
4 Posts
Ooc —
hope you dont mind me joining!

as he brother lauded with the sun sprites he could only see; his sister brooded under the veils of hammering rainfall. the Delphic girl slithered anguine through the fields wherever hypnos would be in sight. she still had so much to ask him, and where he had been ( physically ). but mostly to his familial comfort eased the waves of miasma in her chest.
she let out a taut bark for him to circle back to her, thinking maybe he could shave off his energy with a hunt. she still hadn't eaten anything filling since they'd crossed each other again, and they could benefit off the gratification of doing something together, even for a few minutes.