reckoner: (106. ɪ'ᴍ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ sɪʟʜᴏᴜᴇᴛᴛᴇ)
ᴠɪᴅᴀʀ ᵍ̵ᵃ̶ᵉ̴ˡ̷ᶦ̴ᵒ̷ᵇ̵ᵃ̶ᵘ̸ᵈ̸ᵘ̷ᶦ̴ⁿ̸ ([personal profile] reckoner) wrote in [community profile] spellbinders 2017-11-12 03:52 am (UTC)

Earth...

[ The lions were telling enough, or a 10,000 year war, or the implications of Qri's power and their medley group. Yet, it is another thing to be seated on soil of an Earth he's never seen, though born on Earth. To look at a Garrison unlike any by Gjallarhorn, the economic blocs of the Earth Sphere, or any mercenary group.

What should be familiar, even nostalgic, instead as alien as all the rest. He trespasses on this dream, so it isn't surprising. Simply feels it more acutely.

And no, it doesn't look like much, but wealth and glamour often were veneers for rot. Gaelio had not missed as much of Vingolf or the estates as he might have expected. ]


It doesn't look as though your Earth's caught up to your Lion.

[ Or the ship they were on when this began.

His eyebrows lift, startled that his power had been tied to something already so intimate to him. ]


How nearly symbolic. Do you think you'll be able to do more with practice?

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