31 days entries: November 4th
th...this november themed way too unresistable (I also noticed that I failed to fulfill any october prompts *fail*)
4.) competence as a compensation for loneliness (how can i possibly be lonely?)
Ecchan, valorism.
they are the ones who tread the line between gods and mortals,
they're the ones entrusted to make choices, ~life to saved, life to bets upon, and/or agony to persevere
they never ask to be forgiven nor them ever uttered an apology, because for every sadness and grief, there's a tear of miraculous wonder, a life given back.
it was theirs to decide.
"the new valor will arrive in a week", the village chief averted his eyes from the boy and fumbling with words, "you could...stay here until that"
Elanska didn't answer, blank eyes settling on where dead bears lays, a long time ago - decisions made and never forgiven. Life of a cub or three children or entire village...
....is his to decide
he nodded.
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Finn, a lord to rule them all
there are voices....
As long as he can remember, there are voices. Some of them are weeps, sorrowful needs, or just unintelligible scream.
As he gets older, he notice there are several cowering too, and pleading, and desperation.
So he steps up to the place, his place, and openly listened.
and taking care of them.
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Riseria, the world's traveller
'This called wall', consists of bricks and mortar, which consists of rocks, sands, clay, stones mixed altogether to form a solid barrier (it's not too solid on the center though)
'This called water', what you swallow when your throat dry, use to cleanse those dried sticky things on your hands (if not, would attract more of those biting things when you asleep)
'This is the world', Riteizania said to the whole-brand-new-something-she never seen before
it's time to find out!
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4.) competence as a compensation for loneliness (how can i possibly be lonely?)
Ecchan, valorism.
they are the ones who tread the line between gods and mortals,
they're the ones entrusted to make choices, ~life to saved, life to bets upon, and/or agony to persevere
they never ask to be forgiven nor them ever uttered an apology, because for every sadness and grief, there's a tear of miraculous wonder, a life given back.
it was theirs to decide.
"the new valor will arrive in a week", the village chief averted his eyes from the boy and fumbling with words, "you could...stay here until that"
Elanska didn't answer, blank eyes settling on where dead bears lays, a long time ago - decisions made and never forgiven. Life of a cub or three children or entire village...
....is his to decide
he nodded.
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Finn, a lord to rule them all
there are voices....
As long as he can remember, there are voices. Some of them are weeps, sorrowful needs, or just unintelligible scream.
As he gets older, he notice there are several cowering too, and pleading, and desperation.
So he steps up to the place, his place, and openly listened.
and taking care of them.
---------------------
Riseria, the world's traveller
'This called wall', consists of bricks and mortar, which consists of rocks, sands, clay, stones mixed altogether to form a solid barrier (it's not too solid on the center though)
'This called water', what you swallow when your throat dry, use to cleanse those dried sticky things on your hands (if not, would attract more of those biting things when you asleep)
'This is the world', Riteizania said to the whole-brand-new-something-she never seen before
it's time to find out!
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