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boxofkururu2016-07-24 11:34 pm
shieldless) wrote in boxofkururu2016-07-24 11:34 pm
fuck feels amirite ;3
Ishgard was no place for dragons - not in this timeline, at least. This holy place, less so. But there one was, sitting in the arena of the Vault. He had managed to stumble back there, to where just moments ago he had slayed Ser Charibert... well, not slain. He couldn't kill him - any of them - even though he knew what was coming to his alter. The one who him and Z'ipipa Kota had gotten to know as they traveled this world, seeing if it could help lure out either of those who fight this war.
He hadn't done the right thing. His gentle cries were to his gentle wife - by Halone, she couldn't have helped either. He shouldn't have brought her here - none could help. He had noticed, as well, a few Owlet hovering around. Watching. Were they here to mock the fact he thought he could try?
"Dearest Kota..."
He mumbled, his head on the ground.
He hadn't done the right thing. His gentle cries were to his gentle wife - by Halone, she couldn't have helped either. He shouldn't have brought her here - none could help. He had noticed, as well, a few Owlet hovering around. Watching. Were they here to mock the fact he thought he could try?
"Dearest Kota..."
He mumbled, his head on the ground.