Do the work

C A S I M I R

the warlord spoke, approving his wishes and recognizing the efforts casimir made. this was a good thing, a good feeling. daily, his admiration for basilisk and his way of being grew. creating only more of a will for the ambitious casimir to strive towards. it perfected him, refined him and encouraged him. being noticed fed his quieter ego.. but the responsibility that grew with higher steps made his foundation of self solidify. the security in his aura grounded inside of him, stabilizing who he was. like a domino effect, there could be more goodness for casimir. luckily, his warlord had no intention of yielding it back. I hope to see you continuing to rise. "that is all i can do, warlord." he assured, eyes hard and brows furrowing forward. the determination of him spilling around them both. "thank you, basilisk." he spoke sincerely.

"talk" "think"