Unpredictable.
07-30-2014, 01:41 AM
She had plagued him as any missing child would it?s father; though he held little concern for her safety as such, the disappointment in her departure had soon morphed to that of pine. Obsession tapped mercilessly upon his memory, thoughts shifting between the faces of his offspring and all they were? or rather, all they could have been. Sibelle often haunted the chasms of his intellect, pleading with his mind that someday her potential would not be wasted on poor achievements. It would be foolish to suggest Eulari had plagued his thoughts any less; she was after all, much closer to the sovereign, closer to his grasp. But little need he ponder, for as her slender figure sways upon his view, Isardis cannot help but know the timing is utterly splendid. His mind was wholesome, sure? until the potent stains of her lips soil the eager beam that had previously fluttered his cherry lips. She speaks poorly of him, as though she expecst very little, and instantly the Lord?s features will sour; coral towers pulling back against his pale skull in apparent distress. They had left on level terms, his relationship with her close, what had become of her? ?What monstrosities have so tarnished your mind?? the vocals are almost puzzling as ruby gaze claws eerily upon her own, ?Your absence has ailed me, your vanishing haunting me even through the fevers of my own ill health; what has suffered you in your nonexistence that has caused such a loss of faith in your father?? he is sincere, dissapointed, troubled. He has missed her. |