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sickle claws idly taped the murky misted undergrowth, from behind the pale one, the colour of a fell flame shifted on his feet - molten yellow-red eyes like the hot core of boiling lava glancing to the trees as the slow distant rustling grew closer - hm, no longer alone indeed.
War or Talyn as he had come to call himself huffed idly, unsure why they'd even come here other than some nebulous call - but neither he nor Rizer had any other choice, with large vacant gaps in their memories - whoever they were or had been was wiped clean and in it's place only the duty on their shoulders and the siren song of the coming end to point them where they were to go.
it did not bother Rizer as much as it did him that he'd seemingly lost all that was himself before he'd become War - it irked him not to know whom had caused such a thing, to be so in the dark was to leave one vulnerable to the unknown perpetrator and this sat ill with the massive raptor beast.
and he would like to know what his forgotten name had been - or if he'd left anyone behind.
looking back at the bone winged back of his fellow herald, he simply shook his head - to voice his concerns to Rizer would be met with a blank stare, the eerie pale herald didn't seem to care for what he'd lost - or if he had - at least so far, though muscle memory on the strange language he'd known hadn't seemed to be wiped.
it made him wonder what he might remember in a similar vein if at all - but for now all he and Rizer knew were that two seals had been broken, they had been called forth here for some yet as unseen reason - for no the endtimes were yet to be upon them as all four were not unleashed and the sky had yet to split open - with nothing but the familiar face of their once mortal selves and only their names to themselves.
it was at least something to have a first and last name - though one amused him, Harbinger? how fitting.
for now, the taller of the two shifted, sickle claws tapping the floor - and waited as both he and Rizer turned their attention to the distant but closer sounds of other lifeforms.
War or Talyn as he had come to call himself huffed idly, unsure why they'd even come here other than some nebulous call - but neither he nor Rizer had any other choice, with large vacant gaps in their memories - whoever they were or had been was wiped clean and in it's place only the duty on their shoulders and the siren song of the coming end to point them where they were to go.
it did not bother Rizer as much as it did him that he'd seemingly lost all that was himself before he'd become War - it irked him not to know whom had caused such a thing, to be so in the dark was to leave one vulnerable to the unknown perpetrator and this sat ill with the massive raptor beast.
and he would like to know what his forgotten name had been - or if he'd left anyone behind.
looking back at the bone winged back of his fellow herald, he simply shook his head - to voice his concerns to Rizer would be met with a blank stare, the eerie pale herald didn't seem to care for what he'd lost - or if he had - at least so far, though muscle memory on the strange language he'd known hadn't seemed to be wiped.
it made him wonder what he might remember in a similar vein if at all - but for now all he and Rizer knew were that two seals had been broken, they had been called forth here for some yet as unseen reason - for no the endtimes were yet to be upon them as all four were not unleashed and the sky had yet to split open - with nothing but the familiar face of their once mortal selves and only their names to themselves.
it was at least something to have a first and last name - though one amused him, Harbinger? how fitting.
for now, the taller of the two shifted, sickle claws tapping the floor - and waited as both he and Rizer turned their attention to the distant but closer sounds of other lifeforms.
[align=center]HYMN OF RUIN
TALYN HARBINGER
Count bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums
© ceilidh
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