06-23-2022, 08:46 PM
[size=18pt]The moon will sing a song for me -
I loved you like the sun
I loved you like the sun
He had made a promise to himself that he wouldn’t leave Tanglewood behind again. Though he hadn’t made much of a life for himself during his short time on earth, what he did make was precious, and as a mere mortal, it was also delicate. A strong wind could blow it over like an old house of cards. He had to care for what he had built.
With that promise kept in the forefront of his mind, Eon would still find himself wandering farther and farther from the territory. He knew he would return home soon… But something else was calling him. Last time, he had not made that promise and didn't set the attention to return. This time, he did, and he would make sure he saw it through. An inner voice was calling him, like a siren of the vast sea where he had spent many moons prior pondering in solitude. Looking into the distance he could only imagine what lay beyond the horizon. He had once known that answer… but now, it was lost somewhere in the abyss of the sea.
Hundreds of years he had spent as an angel, and yet only fragments of it remained in his memory. Part of him wanted to know more, but a larger part didn’t. He was terrified to look into his memory, and when he tried, he was cursed with pounding headaches. However, now strung around his neck was a pink crystal, a rose quartz to be exact. Its energy had lured him in, and with it adorned around his neck he felt at peace. That peace would carry even when confronting the uncomfortable memories. He even noticed it had helped a bit with his headaches since he had started carrying it around.
With graceful steps, the small fox would approach the sandy beach. The musky smell of the water was strangely comforting, and the sea breeze refreshing as it tangled through his sparkling fur. Two large wings would stretch out from the fox's body. Not to fly, but just to stretch before he sat down upon the sandy shore. Large bunny ears would perk up, listening to the sounds, alert to if anyone else was nearby, or if he would be here in solitude once more.
With that promise kept in the forefront of his mind, Eon would still find himself wandering farther and farther from the territory. He knew he would return home soon… But something else was calling him. Last time, he had not made that promise and didn't set the attention to return. This time, he did, and he would make sure he saw it through. An inner voice was calling him, like a siren of the vast sea where he had spent many moons prior pondering in solitude. Looking into the distance he could only imagine what lay beyond the horizon. He had once known that answer… but now, it was lost somewhere in the abyss of the sea.
Hundreds of years he had spent as an angel, and yet only fragments of it remained in his memory. Part of him wanted to know more, but a larger part didn’t. He was terrified to look into his memory, and when he tried, he was cursed with pounding headaches. However, now strung around his neck was a pink crystal, a rose quartz to be exact. Its energy had lured him in, and with it adorned around his neck he felt at peace. That peace would carry even when confronting the uncomfortable memories. He even noticed it had helped a bit with his headaches since he had started carrying it around.
With graceful steps, the small fox would approach the sandy beach. The musky smell of the water was strangely comforting, and the sea breeze refreshing as it tangled through his sparkling fur. Two large wings would stretch out from the fox's body. Not to fly, but just to stretch before he sat down upon the sandy shore. Large bunny ears would perk up, listening to the sounds, alert to if anyone else was nearby, or if he would be here in solitude once more.
(Eon) | Fox | Male | Fallen Angel
Here in a sanctum long abandoned, Unto the tinder falls a spark
I have a holy call to answer, To be an angel of the dark
- Will always go by Eon, his full angelic name is kept a secret.
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