wall of ice, warmth of speech
[ voodoo, trigger; drug use ]
06-27-2022, 02:39 PM
"S' why guides are needed" Torben continued at her admission "wolves trained in it, help ye see what the gods' plans are for ye" That was how it was explained to him anyway. It was easy to eat a plant and 'see' things, but you needed someone to ground you. To make you safe. He had a fleeting panic about what would happen now. With both wolves here taking the plant, no shaman was here with them. Nobody to guide them toward enlightenment "s' what they told me anyway." He shrugged as she nudged against him, taking comfort that someone wasn't scared of him. Boreas had giants, he knew. Ardyn, his new king, was one of them. There were many wolves that were huge here so he wasn't surprised anymore. Some had said his blood carried half of jotunn in it. That he had been unnaturally large since birth, wherein he was used to smaller wolves in the community. "I slipped" he remembered his words with the young girl back north "into this realm" He decided to lean backward, falling and more or less slipping to the ground with a soft thud "t' gods carried me from one branch t' the next." Because he really did not understand how he got here. He stared at the stars above his head. Directly now in front of him, he could make out some subtle changes. He knew Thor's Hammer (Orion's Belt) but there were others here. Stars he knew existed in this realm alone. "E'vry root has branches. Ev'ry branch has roots. Each root's a new place. New name. New faces" He was really fuzzy now, as if he could hear sounds all around him but muffled. Torben glanced at the wolf beside him, finding her face in focus but the edges all blurry. "ye have a nice face." 1/3 - study the stars |