09-05-2022, 09:59 PM
"Ancient Dreams in a Modern Land" ♆ tags ── Kindness was a virtue and a vice. It could keep you alive, and then also get you killed. This, Scyllios knew, was common knowledge to ver. It was the reason Scyllios always seemed to be cold and mysterious. Partly because ve was, but also mostly because if ve showed kindness, who knows what could happen.
The night was vis world, as night is often drawn to the ocean, for the moon shifts the tides. Vis pearly eyes highlighted by moonlight, ve halted vis steps. Stranger scents drifted in the wind, and a low, haunting growl left ver. This growl became a signature roar-bark of a maned wolf, and ve continued on until Darkheart's dark figure became clear on the shoreline. Another growl emanated from ver, and this time ve simply stared at the tiger. Giving him one unasked question, who are you?
The night was vis world, as night is often drawn to the ocean, for the moon shifts the tides. Vis pearly eyes highlighted by moonlight, ve halted vis steps. Stranger scents drifted in the wind, and a low, haunting growl left ver. This growl became a signature roar-bark of a maned wolf, and ve continued on until Darkheart's dark figure became clear on the shoreline. Another growl emanated from ver, and this time ve simply stared at the tiger. Giving him one unasked question, who are you?