lord, have mercy [watching the fire]

[LUCINDER XIU]

EVERY OCCASION HAS ITS DISCUSSION—


a faint scent, brought by the wind. then a voice in his mind. aesior. the mute luminary. he hunched his shoulders and heaved out a hushed laugh-sigh. "yeah, wasn't exactly planning on uh, burning the entire thing." the lion exhaled loudly. "it just sorta happens. things tend to burn when my mind wanders into negative places, you know?" he looked away from aesior briefly and followed the path as the other made some sort of shield so his flames wouldn't hurt the nature.
the luminary then asked how he was feeling, and the lion lifted his shoudlers in a half-shrug. "it's difficult, you know? i don't know where my siblings are and i haven't, you know, been able to talk to anybody about it or thought about it properly, i've been just doing stuff. aesior i miss them. i miss them so much." arrow and elsweyr were his whole world and then just gone. gone like the shield that aesior made. "what do i do exactly? i miss them but there's nothing i can really do about it."


—AND EVERY GENERATION HAS ITS MEN

"SPEECH"

ROUND UP YOUR SOLDIERS, QUEEN—
lucinder x — tanglewood — 2 years & 5 months
[color=#C178B7]—BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT THEY CALL STRENGTH