He feels the call of the horn reverberating in his bones. It reminds him of the way the earth would sometimes shake, back at home.
(The word makes us ache, and how we would love to explore the idea of home and what it once was, and what it is now, but that's not what you're here for)
The shaking would start with a tiny tremor, almost imperceptible, and would always be followed by something greater, something terrifying and inescapable, that would seem to last forever but was really just a few moments. Looking back, maybe they should have taken it for a warning. The earth, or the gods, or whomever did not want them there. But of course, most things seem much clearer in hindsight, given enough time.
Naturally, this feeling in his bones is different from the earthquake. It is accompanied by sound, low and menacing and heavy. If Eik were standing before the great horn he imagines it could bring him to his knees. After a moment of thought, he approaches, although the sound could just as well be a warning to stay away. For this reason, his attention is half turned to the sky. Coming to the court from the sandstone walls of elatus canyon, a sizable crowd is already formed by the time he arrives. He looks over the large group and is surprised that there are a number of faces he is familiar with, some he would even consider friends. How different this all feels than the last time the court was summoned, when he was a complete stranger to this dusty world.
He waits towards the back, with no particular sense of anticipation or intrigue. Murmurs and whispers flow in one ear and out the other, as they say. Gossip is pointless to him. The drums of the world beat on without hesitation, and no matter what happens today he knows they will not stop.
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There is no better way to know us
E I K
than as two wolves, come separately to a wood
-flop-
Time makes fools of us all
