Believing her to be no more than a mere manifestation of guilt (among other things) as born from the power of dreams, he had been prepared to end the illusion of her by any means. But the scenery around them changes, not by his own will. There are pillars instead of hedges, crowned by a dome above them- all of it familiar Lucian architecture. He did not will this change, consciously or otherwise. Somnus suddenly halts; so too does the scenery around them, seizing with trepidation.
Enough of this farce. Enough of enchantments, of illusions. Because if this is truly her, then--
Slowly, he raises his palm to his mask. Infusing magic into it, he dismisses it into the armory. ] ...Oracle. [ Her title tastes like bitter steel upon his tongue. For the death he had brought her, hers is not a name he should speak. ]
How. [ Disbelief turns his pitch into a harsh whisper, despite knowing full well the power this realm has to summon those to it.
for aera
Believing her to be no more than a mere manifestation of guilt (among other things) as born from the power of dreams, he had been prepared to end the illusion of her by any means. But the scenery around them changes, not by his own will. There are pillars instead of hedges, crowned by a dome above them- all of it familiar Lucian architecture. He did not will this change, consciously or otherwise. Somnus suddenly halts; so too does the scenery around them, seizing with trepidation.
Enough of this farce. Enough of enchantments, of illusions. Because if this is truly her, then--
Slowly, he raises his palm to his mask. Infusing magic into it, he dismisses it into the armory. ] ...Oracle. [ Her title tastes like bitter steel upon his tongue. For the death he had brought her, hers is not a name he should speak. ]
How. [ Disbelief turns his pitch into a harsh whisper, despite knowing full well the power this realm has to summon those to it.
He cannot tear his eyes from her. ]