10-16-2018, 05:51 PM
"Sand castles?" The faerie tried to recall if he'd ever partaken such an activity. Would have been before the war... He hummed softly, brows furrowed as he followed his curious daughter. Whether he'd done it himself or not, Raziel understood the activity quite well. Indeed, it fell under the creative arts. Truthfully, the canine did not see such as childish; all were entitied to create art, regardless of age. Even then, sometimes it took thinking like a child to produce something beautiful.
He tossed his gleeful child a smile, amusement gleaming in his eyes as he regarded her mannerisms. Imitation as a way of learning. "I suppose you've got a good moat there, a leanbh." A good place to start. "Perhaps you can connect your castle to Victor's." Stars knew she'd need a bath to wash off all the sand at the end of this endeavor.
He tossed his gleeful child a smile, amusement gleaming in his eyes as he regarded her mannerisms. Imitation as a way of learning. "I suppose you've got a good moat there, a leanbh." A good place to start. "Perhaps you can connect your castle to Victor's." Stars knew she'd need a bath to wash off all the sand at the end of this endeavor.
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[color=#2d2766]「 DID YOU SEE THE SPARKS FILLED WITH HOPE 」
[color=#2d4062]you are not alone, 'Cause someone's out there, sending out flares
[div style="font-size:6.9pt;line-height:1.2;font-family:arial;letter-spacing:.1px;margin-top:-3px;margin-bottom:5px;"][color=#2e595e]RAZIEL Ó FAOLÁIN | THE TYPHOON | CREWMATE | FAERIE KING | #FAESQUAD | PENNED BY OMBRE