Post by Heika on Oct 20, 2017 14:12:08 GMT -5
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we'll burn it down and then,
we'll build the world again
we'll build the world again
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Orion observed the landscape of Akeli Lake with a critical gaze. It had been many years since he had returned to the place of his birth, having never had a particular interest in being there, but the area hadn’t changed a bit in his absence. The crystal blue lake scrawled across the land, surrounded by stately pine trees and snowy mountain peaks that cut through the dark sky as stars danced lazily overhead. It was just as picturesque as he remembered it, and his muzzle twisted in displeasure at the thought.
This was a safe place, wolves said. Here was where you could settle down, live out a peaceful, perfect life for the rest of your days.
Well, Orion called bullshit on that. Slowly, his gaze drifted to a nearby bank, tracing over the pebbles and observing how the water lapped at them like a mischievous friend enticing them to play. Akeli Lake was no safer than the Crater; you can find specks of dirt on even the cleanest surfaces. It was just much easier to hide it here, smothering the sounds of evil between the pine needles and drowning any evidence in the lake.
For a moment, he considered taking a swim, to go revisit the skeletons of his past, but he eventually decided against it. It was much too cold a night for that.
Deciding he’d had enough of the lake, of the too amazing scenery, of the stifling beauty that surrounded him, Orion got to his feet, intending to leave this vile place behind him once more when a sudden flash of light caught his attention. Forced to squint against the invasive brightness, he watched curiously as a star shook itself free of its brethren and plummeted to the earth. Originally, he had assumed it was merely a strange occurrence, something that he could forget as soon as night encroached upon the world once more. But, as someone else’s words formed in his head, his lips exposed his fangs in a predatory leer, pale yellow eyes gleaming. He had been wrong – so, so wrong – and he had never been so happy at his own shortcoming.
Orion took a moment to school his expression into something much tamer, more submissive, donning his cordial mask once again. “Goddess Chaos,” he crooned, “I would be more than happy to accept your gift. Please grant me the power to travel through the shadows, to make my home in the darkness that I have been consorting with for so long. In return, I will be more than happy to raise some hell for you.”
Orion observed the landscape of Akeli Lake with a critical gaze. It had been many years since he had returned to the place of his birth, having never had a particular interest in being there, but the area hadn’t changed a bit in his absence. The crystal blue lake scrawled across the land, surrounded by stately pine trees and snowy mountain peaks that cut through the dark sky as stars danced lazily overhead. It was just as picturesque as he remembered it, and his muzzle twisted in displeasure at the thought.
This was a safe place, wolves said. Here was where you could settle down, live out a peaceful, perfect life for the rest of your days.
Well, Orion called bullshit on that. Slowly, his gaze drifted to a nearby bank, tracing over the pebbles and observing how the water lapped at them like a mischievous friend enticing them to play. Akeli Lake was no safer than the Crater; you can find specks of dirt on even the cleanest surfaces. It was just much easier to hide it here, smothering the sounds of evil between the pine needles and drowning any evidence in the lake.
For a moment, he considered taking a swim, to go revisit the skeletons of his past, but he eventually decided against it. It was much too cold a night for that.
Deciding he’d had enough of the lake, of the too amazing scenery, of the stifling beauty that surrounded him, Orion got to his feet, intending to leave this vile place behind him once more when a sudden flash of light caught his attention. Forced to squint against the invasive brightness, he watched curiously as a star shook itself free of its brethren and plummeted to the earth. Originally, he had assumed it was merely a strange occurrence, something that he could forget as soon as night encroached upon the world once more. But, as someone else’s words formed in his head, his lips exposed his fangs in a predatory leer, pale yellow eyes gleaming. He had been wrong – so, so wrong – and he had never been so happy at his own shortcoming.
Orion took a moment to school his expression into something much tamer, more submissive, donning his cordial mask once again. “Goddess Chaos,” he crooned, “I would be more than happy to accept your gift. Please grant me the power to travel through the shadows, to make my home in the darkness that I have been consorting with for so long. In return, I will be more than happy to raise some hell for you.”
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