nightmares

*Poser* · 02-22-2017, 11:34 PM

Poser was familiar with that fine line. life and death, death and life, one foot in each world. The realm of the gods, the realm of man... both worlds. They were hard to keep track of, they were hard to touch, but here he was. One of each. The shadow has always been strange, so he's going to continue to be strange. Easier that way. Way easier. Why change who he was?

The child spoke with confidence, and Poser nods softly. He couldn't have been more than six months old, yet he carried and spoke as if he was far older. "It's good to have family around, yes." There's a rueful smile on Poser's lips-- it had been such a long time since he'd had one of his own. Such a long damned time. But that was fine. "Rússkaya psovaya borzay, a young god." It's become his stock answer, lately. A god among men. Truly the transient between universes. There is no tone of condescension, as it's what he tells everyone. The child is no different.

your charged touch
poser
breathy way of saying my name

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