[ Everyone handles the supposed end of their world differently.
Some despair. Some rave. Some are determined, and some revel. Everyone is a different creature, from a different realm, and the only thing that briefly unifies them is the loss of such. Then, they fall to one side of the line or the other -- revival or progression. Set despairs, in violent act and hedonistic pursuit, and seeks the revival of his world; the golden bead of the Meridian faction shines like Ra's light in the depths of his hair. Red and gold, brilliance and blood.
In the alcove, his presence swells to seek Tyki beyond his Noah, to rake over him like seeking, curious fingers and palms. ] I would not mind accompanying you. It is refreshing to meet men of gods, they do not stumble over the concept of divinity as reality as strongly as some of the others.
[ The image of a comfortable, aged location fills the darkness. Set points to it in his mind's eye; there, that is where they will meet. A favored haunt of his, dusky and dim, with deep shadows and smoky scents, with rough honesty and eyes that won't stare or haunt those who wish to be left alone with their drink and drive. ]
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[ Everyone handles the supposed end of their world differently.
Some despair. Some rave. Some are determined, and some revel. Everyone is a different creature, from a different realm, and the only thing that briefly unifies them is the loss of such. Then, they fall to one side of the line or the other -- revival or progression. Set despairs, in violent act and hedonistic pursuit, and seeks the revival of his world; the golden bead of the Meridian faction shines like Ra's light in the depths of his hair. Red and gold, brilliance and blood.
In the alcove, his presence swells to seek Tyki beyond his Noah, to rake over him like seeking, curious fingers and palms. ] I would not mind accompanying you. It is refreshing to meet men of gods, they do not stumble over the concept of divinity as reality as strongly as some of the others.
[ The image of a comfortable, aged location fills the darkness. Set points to it in his mind's eye; there, that is where they will meet. A favored haunt of his, dusky and dim, with deep shadows and smoky scents, with rough honesty and eyes that won't stare or haunt those who wish to be left alone with their drink and drive. ]
Come here, to me.