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nexus_crossings2018-12-31 03:25 pm
blackgoat) wrote in nexus_crossings2018-12-31 03:25 pm
GOATS
"Do you have children?"
The voice seemed to come before the lady, as if the question summoned her, rather than was actually spoken.
Small, demure in appearance, lovely in a way that quickly extended itself into the realm of disquieting. She seemed doll like, unliving and not quite made of flesh.
Little hands resting on a heavily pregnant belly, the woman draped in heavy Victorian dresses of stone grays, off whites and dull sky blues, with that porcelain skin and wild snow white hair, she'd almost look like she was trying to blend into the snow.
"If you do not, do you want them?"
Ah, so it was her speaking, the voice soft and sweet, if... off, in an odd way. A tone that crept up the spine and settled into the neck and base of the skull, like cold fingers pressed against the nape.
The voice seemed to come before the lady, as if the question summoned her, rather than was actually spoken.
Small, demure in appearance, lovely in a way that quickly extended itself into the realm of disquieting. She seemed doll like, unliving and not quite made of flesh.
Little hands resting on a heavily pregnant belly, the woman draped in heavy Victorian dresses of stone grays, off whites and dull sky blues, with that porcelain skin and wild snow white hair, she'd almost look like she was trying to blend into the snow.
"If you do not, do you want them?"
Ah, so it was her speaking, the voice soft and sweet, if... off, in an odd way. A tone that crept up the spine and settled into the neck and base of the skull, like cold fingers pressed against the nape.
no subject
There's no hope of avoiding her, as his chosen route has him crossing right through her line of sight. And as much as he doesn't want to discuss his children with anything on the level of a daedric prince, he also isn't about to mouth off or try to deceive such a creature. He's too fond of his sanity and his limbs for that. So...
"I've two," he says simply.
so sorry for the long wait!
"What have they become?"
no worries! sorry for the delay on my end too!
He rubs absently at the back of his neck as he considers his hopes for them. "So long as they're able to live long and fulfilling lives, I'll be more than satisfied."