04-20-2021, 09:00 PM
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[sup]© tikki[/sup]SOMEONE TO HEAR YOUR PRAYERS, SOMEONE WHO [color=#e600e6]CARES
The god had been graced with sight for his entire existance - for so long he hadn't quite seen it as a privilege to have. Then he had once been blinded and imprisoned, robbed of his sight. Another time his eyes had been burned out by means of torture. Then he had his sight, as all gods could regenerate. When he had found out that Saturn was blind, and during the time Saturn had cried into the god's chest, he honestly felt embarrased and a bit sorry. After all, the god could actually relate.
Sleepless nights had become more and more common, and for a while Byriath was beginning to feel tired, fatigued. It was hardly any problem right now, at least. The stars above were particularly beautiful (he wondered how they compared to his old home), and thus he moved along the moonlit ground before he arrived at the starpool, a place he hadn't been at. And his eyes settled on Saturn and again something thumped against his ribcage. Strange. Was he getting ill? He shrugged and stepped closer, clearing his throat to announce his presence. "Hello, Saturn. How are you?"
Sleepless nights had become more and more common, and for a while Byriath was beginning to feel tired, fatigued. It was hardly any problem right now, at least. The stars above were particularly beautiful (he wondered how they compared to his old home), and thus he moved along the moonlit ground before he arrived at the starpool, a place he hadn't been at. And his eyes settled on Saturn and again something thumped against his ribcage. Strange. Was he getting ill? He shrugged and stepped closer, clearing his throat to announce his presence. "Hello, Saturn. How are you?"
BYRIATH-COALITION-FALLEN GOD OF VIOLENCE, CRUELTY, AND MALICE
THE WORLD THAT HARDENS AS THE HARSHER WINTER HOLDS --
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BYRIATH ATOKENSIS - XENOSMILUS - LONER - ATTACKS IN UNDERLINED ITALICS.