And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder
One of the four beasts saying, 'Come and see.' and I saw.
and at his feet they'll cast their golden crowns
when the man comes around
One of the four beasts saying, 'Come and see.' and I saw.
Raymond smiled, as relaxed as the harpist still strumming their melody and the myriad inebriated revelers around them, and perhaps in her way Marisol too might have found herself unwinding. That was great enough of a victory for the red stallion, in whose opinion one could never hope to accomplish anything meaningful while wound up like a top.
He liked having an effect on people. He liked for it to be for the better, if they deserved it, and with only a few reservations he thought Marisol might deserve it.
Even if she was religious. Raymond had his own deep-seated reservations about the gods and the effect they could have on those that followed them without question, but as much as he scorned the idea of absolute divine authority he believed in the spirit of mortals.
Raymond brushed his shoulder against Marisol's furled wing in a friendly gesture. "Now, where would be the fun in that?" But of course he had as much intention of impairing himself as she did, and she probably knew it. He watched her depart in silence and, as the crowd slid in to fill the space she'd left behind, he turned again to the performer with an attentive eye.
He liked having an effect on people. He liked for it to be for the better, if they deserved it, and with only a few reservations he thought Marisol might deserve it.
Even if she was religious. Raymond had his own deep-seated reservations about the gods and the effect they could have on those that followed them without question, but as much as he scorned the idea of absolute divine authority he believed in the spirit of mortals.
Raymond brushed his shoulder against Marisol's furled wing in a friendly gesture. "Now, where would be the fun in that?" But of course he had as much intention of impairing himself as she did, and she probably knew it. He watched her depart in silence and, as the crowd slid in to fill the space she'd left behind, he turned again to the performer with an attentive eye.
@Marisol | and that's a wrap my frand
and at his feet they'll cast their golden crowns
when the man comes around
aut viam inveniam aut faciam
