![]() Such simple misdirects had forced their entire lifestyle into mere shambles of former security. Your wrath took him by surprise, your vengeance already affecting the traitor's career. He pondered briefly on the torments he could provide them on your behalf, cruel fantasies cut short as your intonations darkened with each passing syllable. The fool- for could they be anything else?- had caused you harm, seeking unions outside the oaths you had pledged to one another. You spoke with sharpness, the caustic coating to your tone reflecting in your features. ![]() ![]() He confided in you, seeking any advice you may have to offer for his conflicting interests, offering his support in your pursuit of your dreams.Īt long last, when the conversation had cycled through, he pressed for information about those others you so passionately cared for- family and friends and, tragically, a former lover? There was a heaviness to your heart however, a flutter of pain to your eyes that summoned his curiosity. Though it had been nearing the second year since your last conversation, you exhibited no shyness, old patterns and routine playing out in a familiar dance that immediately soothed him. You trusted him wholeheartedly, a humbling token of your regard that oft left him wondering if he truly deserved your confidence. He was helpless in the face of your affection, drowning in the kindness behind your smile and the soft embrace you offered.Ī rarity, in his line of work, finding someone so unruffled by knowledge of his identity, fully tranquil with his companionship. It seemed despite your differences, despite his departure, despite damning the Devil and dooming his dominion, you still possessed the ability to sense his presence, disheartened gaze brightening significantly as you turned from the object of your consternation, very aura lightened by his arrival. It was with bitter resentment that he accepted yet more changes made in the past few years, yet more factors he had no say in suggesting they be altered once more. He approached you quietly, silently studying the slope of your shoulders, noting the changes made to your hair and choices in attire. It was near one such waterway that he finally found you, forlorn features focused on the Medway, your back turned against the corpse of the stronghold, eyes drawn to corroded debris scattered among the shallow waters. Most unchanging, though never truly the same, were the waterways, carrying filth and forgotten trinkets to the sea, artefacts that would one day be studied by more superior races. Roman roads and ancient arches and devious dwellers still dotted the landscape, some scarcely more than phantasmic remnants of a far more glorious age. ![]() Majestic cathedrals that had once towered above all other structures were now overwhelmed by high-rises and modern artwork, though their mighty foundations had yet to crumble, magnificent columns and lead glass and iron chains still holding strong throughout the ages.Ĭolossal castles that had once served as impervious fortresses had fallen to corrosion, behemoths hinting at celestial ordainment succumbing to the unstoppable conquests of time, though some fragments remained, symbols of past tribulation, of the bloody journeys undertaken to secure perceived autonomy. The world had changed, though much remained the same. ![]()
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