RE: Godhood XIV [Syrup Edition]
02-15-2014, 03:28 AM
Solbruin overhears the pair's discussion, the sweep of her arms eliciting a rattle from her chainmail robes.
"Forward-thinkers, it would be my pleasure to contribute to your designs, to see the construction of such a plane. We might layer reality itself, diffuse the Planes into something less two sides of the blade, and two extremes of the strata."
"What a joy it would be for a champion among mortals to overcome our designs and knock on our very door! It's rare to find younglings with vision like yours."
Solbruin glances down at the mortal plane, or you tentatively guess she does based on the head-silhouette.
"Of course, we'll need mortals fit to task, first."
"Forward-thinkers, it would be my pleasure to contribute to your designs, to see the construction of such a plane. We might layer reality itself, diffuse the Planes into something less two sides of the blade, and two extremes of the strata."
"What a joy it would be for a champion among mortals to overcome our designs and knock on our very door! It's rare to find younglings with vision like yours."
Solbruin glances down at the mortal plane, or you tentatively guess she does based on the head-silhouette.
"Of course, we'll need mortals fit to task, first."
peace to the unsung peace to the martyrs | i'm johnny rotten appleseed
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow