π ππ ππππ πππ πππππππ ππππ ππππππ πππππ ππππππππππ ππππππ , π πππ πππ πππππππ. Β astral and whimsy.Β and wherever theyβd go, they would belong.Β for a seeress bereft of her home, unbelonging and still half-settled, tied to the arteries of time, the wonder arose frequently when those visions of dust would finally be realized to dust, when the dream of eternity consumed those who fled every passing day from its consumption.Β beneath the faint moon-sheen she folded her hands and hummed out her pondering softly.Β and even this, cradled within the security of khaenriβahn walls, would be a state momentarily existing before it did no longer.Β β for the naked eye, it is an unchanging sight, but what seems eternal is, in fact, not.Β i believe she wants to remind us about our own evanescence.Β that, though we may last long, it shanβt be forever. Β even the moon, will disappear one day. β Β abruptly did she then acknowledge etiquette might not be appropriately applied to chatter nigh resembling β small talk β, not at all the place for philosophies and spills of vague prognostics. Β β forgive me, kind dainsleif, cryptic remarks are a terrible habit i ought to unlearn for private conversations. β // @reginrokkr
Inteyvat anthers glow in the dead of the night, an announcement of their detachment from the shackles of their filaments to fly towards the nocturne dome specked with their companions-to-be: the stars, and the lonely moon that sheds its frigid, albescent light in the kingdom of darkness. Ever since his arrival to Khaenri'ah, this is the first time DΓ‘insleif has the opportunity to be on a vantage point like this with an even better company than his own solitude.
Glacial sapphires turn to look at the angelic figure beside him, what little and natural light that reaches Khaenri'ah imprinted on her like she's the source of this luminescence. βMany moons has it been since you witnessed this view, yes? Has it ever changed since then?β
@moonichor β¦