Until dawn, he said. Until dawn he'd stay by the palace's light.
The au ra sat cross legged on the edge of the altar, overlooking the lake, the light of the Wanderer setting a faint glow to his back and the night wind blowing through his hair. Serene, the feeling felt. Serene yet so eerie. The mysteries of Nym never ceased to make the gears in his head turn, how the scholars had fallen to such an unusual aetheric disease.
The stars overhead gave no signal of the sun, more and more time to ponder, to feel the wavelength of the Floating City's aether, to hear the cries of the tonberries deep within. Just as Daruku wanted. That or he wanted an excuse to camp in quiet. Either way, until dawn.
No sleep until dawn.
The au ra sat cross legged on the edge of the altar, overlooking the lake, the light of the Wanderer setting a faint glow to his back and the night wind blowing through his hair. Serene, the feeling felt. Serene yet so eerie. The mysteries of Nym never ceased to make the gears in his head turn, how the scholars had fallen to such an unusual aetheric disease.
The stars overhead gave no signal of the sun, more and more time to ponder, to feel the wavelength of the Floating City's aether, to hear the cries of the tonberries deep within. Just as Daruku wanted. That or he wanted an excuse to camp in quiet. Either way, until dawn.
No sleep until dawn.
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Marth Blossom - The Joy and Laughter (Soon)
