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R E I C H E N B A C H
LIKE ICARUS LOVED THE SUN —
Like a wraith he arrived at the base of the mountains, a bundle of blazing star and rosinweed held tenderly between his black velveteen lips. The scent of woodsmoke and jasmine followed him, lingering lovingly within the fat ebony curls surrounding his rugged face and spreading elegant fingers throughout his mahogany skin. Reichenbach placed the dainty collection at his feet, silver eyes studying the vast mountains with a wild, ill-contained joy - this was his home, as was all of Denocte, it's wild and oftentimes savage beauty akin to his own chaotic heart. Though he didn't often linger in the mountains (most times he travelled through on his way to Veneror Peak or to the rest of Novus) he had found that he delighted in camping at their base.
Today, however, he had been simply bringing the flowers to dry in a nearby overhang, where he would collect them in a weeks time on his way to the temple. Reichenbach had never really considered himself a devout man - his was a devotion lived through the fullness of life, the bright, endless vitality that followed him and filled his great heart. Yet he had always managed to find time to drop off small sacrifices for their patron Goddess, delighting in the treacherous journey up Veneror and enjoying the time spent in the wilderness. He considered the mountains in all their glory, eyeing the passage through which everyone had to travel if they wished to enter Denocte - as Sovereign he would need to organise a watch for the path, someone or multiple someones to ensure no danger or harm befell the citizens of the Night Court.
A pleased expression crossed his rough cut face at his new position - who would have thought royalty would sit well on a gypsies shoulders? For he was wildness and starfall, a forest fire, a hurricane, he loved fiercely and without restrictions - and perhaps this was why he had been chosen as the Sovereign of the Night Court. He had been chosen for the ferocious love and dedication to his land and his people, the wild laughter that could be heard booming throughout the Court, even the sweetness with which he treated his gang of orphans.
@Erum sorry this is poop but all yours!
