Solterra is a phantom behind him. It is an itch upon his skin, the twitch of a fly that pesters and pesters. The island is full of whispers, of a boy and a note, of a jewel that controls time; a gift from a god...
Raum moves, slow as mercury, lethal as a hunter. Within his gaze is fire, his lips a line like a scar and a weapon. The unicorn reaches for the sky, it’s horn sharp as a spear. His eyes, bright as electricity, trail over the statue and the message. He does not smile, his eyes do not spark with greed for a device that could give him ever greater power. No, simply he turns from it, simply he listens for the voice that call for his blood.
His nerves fire, full of chaotic energy, ah, the time is now. Something is changing, Sabi’s gaze is a phantoms haunting him. Rhoswen’s soul, a sun scolding his back, never sets. Ah how he chafes and burns, oh how she sloughs the flesh from his bones. When she slipped from existence, she dragged a part of him with her. He does not know who is the more cursed as a result.
STAFF EDIT***
@Raum has rolled a 6! An RE thread will be started for him shortly, please message @sid if you have any questions.
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You're one microscopic cog
in his catastrophic plan
in his catastrophic plan
