( His lips twitch: he agrees, flight is incredible. He's done a few versions of it through the course of his life, and especially here in this world, but that doesn't diminish the truth of it. Dragonflight is a very specific and different form to many others.
The smile turns into a thin lipped consideration. Less determination, because he doesn't need to be determined. He's sure of what he does, and it's need. )
Because if I don't send them away then even more people will die.
( Lethe spirals down again, staying over the arena and its broken, seeping, cracked floor. From here it's more obvious how it's broken open, and there's even evidence of some oddities floating in the black viscous waters, but he can't look to that first. He has other duties.
Such as the dead who, with thin trails of dark water leading to them like insidious mimicry of an umbilicus, begin to twitch. To shift. To move. )
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The smile turns into a thin lipped consideration. Less determination, because he doesn't need to be determined. He's sure of what he does, and it's need. )
Because if I don't send them away then even more people will die.
( Lethe spirals down again, staying over the arena and its broken, seeping, cracked floor. From here it's more obvious how it's broken open, and there's even evidence of some oddities floating in the black viscous waters, but he can't look to that first. He has other duties.
Such as the dead who, with thin trails of dark water leading to them like insidious mimicry of an umbilicus, begin to twitch. To shift. To move. )