A lesson from the Devil.
06-23-2019, 03:17 PM
Tsarvix seemed disheartened by Pyrrhic's words. That hadn't been his intent. He'd meant for them only to be calming. When he looked to the future Pyrrhic was hopeful. He believed with all of his heart that the seeds his people had been planting would soon burst forth and bear fruit. They would take Boreas and Auster as they had their homeland and soon, when everything was returned to Abraxas, they would take their place among the stars. It was only a matter of time. The disheartened Tsarvix soon prompted him to continue his lesson and Pyrrhic complied. "After all the bark is gone we split the end of the stick in half with our teeth. It takes a bit of work, but it's doable. Stop about halfway down the bare area." He demonstrated by clamping his jaws shut on the end of the stick and then rocking his bottom jaw back and forth to slowly work his teeth into the wood. Once he was done he decided to take another crack at the Abraxas lesson. "Don't look so defeated, Tsarvix," he said quietly. "The future is promising. Someday soon you and I will be immortal. We will look back at this time of preparing and it will seem so small and faraway." "Pyrrhic" "Benkos" |