AESIOR OPHELES
✯ — got spirits in my head and they won't go
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Warm the golden embrace of burning gases lifetimes upon lifetimes of a distance away, the light from such solar fury enough to give life to that within this planet. Soft the yawn that left him as he pondered many different things. Too routine the dreams and nightmares, starting so sweet and gentle to be the truth before twisting and grinding into horror his mind processed from his many years. He didn't like to think of those twisted demons, given voice by the spirits that haunted him, his worst thoughts a reality within his head whenever he dared to sleep. Such things were chased away by the light of solar guardian, ever watching the surrounds of life. How long had it remained there, a facet of God he hated? He didn't wish to remember either God, not the one he had run from or the God that they were married to.
Giving a shake of his head as he shuddered, enjoying the warmth of the sun. Sensing the presence of Fragglerock, he would stir to look at the rabbit with a gentle smile. Huffing a soft breath, he would stretch and yawn, paws gripping the stone he rested upon. Nodding in return of the greeting, comfortably kneading at the stone he rested upon, dew evaporating with the sunlight's kiss. Nodding his head upon his question on if he couldn't sleep. It was a bit more complicated in that he couldn't, but there was no reasonable explanation to give to terrify the youth of the spirits that haunted this land and those that gathered the dead.
Head turning at soft announcement of presence from vincent, he would give a smile, bowing his head to him in greeting as well, shaking his head. He wasn't interrupting, in fact his presence was welcomed there. Short was the peace before along came a third face he was not the most ... at peace with. Usually, he got along with everyone or he could act to get along with fairly flawlessly, and he knew there were some who despised him for being mute and what else. Offering Cleopatra a smile and wave of a paw, he would wait until she had come over before his head swiveled at a voice.
Tender the soft quick gaze he gave to Arlo, a friend he had slowly begun to make, or so he was convinced of. A soft puff would leave him as he nodded to confirm the vanguard's words, he was sunbathing as he supposed the others were. Shaking his head when the draconic feline asked if there were plans that the others had, he caught the sunlight on the other's pelt and scales, his gaze quickly turning away. What was he doing, ogling the vanguard? Well, he couldn't deny that he was stunningly handsome in the early sunlight. Tail flicking as he curled it along himself, lungs expanding and exhaling as he made the motion of purring in contentment though no sound could leave the tom, paws continuing the slow sheathed knead at the stone under his body. He couldn't keep his eyes off Arlo, though should the other look his way, his gaze would dart elsewhere or slide to half-lid as he enjoyed the sun.
just realized instead of purrs they just get to hear drawn puffs of breath that coincide with his sides rising and falling lmao //
Giving a shake of his head as he shuddered, enjoying the warmth of the sun. Sensing the presence of Fragglerock, he would stir to look at the rabbit with a gentle smile. Huffing a soft breath, he would stretch and yawn, paws gripping the stone he rested upon. Nodding in return of the greeting, comfortably kneading at the stone he rested upon, dew evaporating with the sunlight's kiss. Nodding his head upon his question on if he couldn't sleep. It was a bit more complicated in that he couldn't, but there was no reasonable explanation to give to terrify the youth of the spirits that haunted this land and those that gathered the dead.
Head turning at soft announcement of presence from vincent, he would give a smile, bowing his head to him in greeting as well, shaking his head. He wasn't interrupting, in fact his presence was welcomed there. Short was the peace before along came a third face he was not the most ... at peace with. Usually, he got along with everyone or he could act to get along with fairly flawlessly, and he knew there were some who despised him for being mute and what else. Offering Cleopatra a smile and wave of a paw, he would wait until she had come over before his head swiveled at a voice.
Tender the soft quick gaze he gave to Arlo, a friend he had slowly begun to make, or so he was convinced of. A soft puff would leave him as he nodded to confirm the vanguard's words, he was sunbathing as he supposed the others were. Shaking his head when the draconic feline asked if there were plans that the others had, he caught the sunlight on the other's pelt and scales, his gaze quickly turning away. What was he doing, ogling the vanguard? Well, he couldn't deny that he was stunningly handsome in the early sunlight. Tail flicking as he curled it along himself, lungs expanding and exhaling as he made the motion of purring in contentment though no sound could leave the tom, paws continuing the slow sheathed knead at the stone under his body. He couldn't keep his eyes off Arlo, though should the other look his way, his gaze would dart elsewhere or slide to half-lid as he enjoyed the sun.
just realized instead of purrs they just get to hear drawn puffs of breath that coincide with his sides rising and falling lmao //
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THE FLOWER BURNS