10-23-2016, 01:55 PM
He was wounded, but his voice was clear as gongs. It was as Valeriya always imagined he would sound. His voice was deep as the earth, powerful as the foundations of the world. He would lead them Above. He would save her! At his side, Valeriya would rule all of the Unawakened, or they would perish in the fires of blue eyes.
His wounds were also noticed by Illarion. Her brother monk ushered close, offering an arm. The wide bell of his sleeve drooped around his wrist as he returned the torch to Marat.
It was Valeriya that pushed him away, however, slithering to her feet. The men would bear the burden of the kill, and she would have the honor of escort.
"Your name is long and worthy of power in this life, glorious one. What do we call you in this form?"
She offered her arm and led them back to their sacred dwelling, the pits of the Khylsty, hollowed ground carved from the belly of the world.
She wondered if he was Awakened yet, if he knew who he really was. It was possible he did not, but his injuries were festering and he may yet approach the abysmal emptiness of death. If he turned from the emptiness, cast aside his sins, and returned whole then he would Awaken, and come into his prophetic rites. If not, they were all lost, forever.
His wounds were also noticed by Illarion. Her brother monk ushered close, offering an arm. The wide bell of his sleeve drooped around his wrist as he returned the torch to Marat.
It was Valeriya that pushed him away, however, slithering to her feet. The men would bear the burden of the kill, and she would have the honor of escort.
"Your name is long and worthy of power in this life, glorious one. What do we call you in this form?"
She offered her arm and led them back to their sacred dwelling, the pits of the Khylsty, hollowed ground carved from the belly of the world.
She wondered if he was Awakened yet, if he knew who he really was. It was possible he did not, but his injuries were festering and he may yet approach the abysmal emptiness of death. If he turned from the emptiness, cast aside his sins, and returned whole then he would Awaken, and come into his prophetic rites. If not, they were all lost, forever.
The Eye of the Khylsty