[She cannot help but notice it- a corner of sand and heat and sun in a mindscape cold and barren and mountain craig, anything precious and warm hidden and guarded beneath snow and stone. Because they had bound themselves to each other in the midst of the dryad’s twisted punishment, a warrior and a god of war, but now-
Now-]
It is possible.
[How many enemies had he made? Somehow, watching him (hating him) scheme and insinuate himself everywhere, regardless of loyalties and factions and what she considered right, she’d always imagined it was less than her. Because unlike her, he was… No, she will not use that insult.
But numbers didn’t matter. You only needed one. If she were a Zenite and saw the chance to take out the Meridian god of war, out in the Beyond, in the dregs of Kowloon, on one of his traitorous traipses into Highstorm-]
I simply do not know which is more possible.
Do you… is there magic to find those who are lost?
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Now-]
It is possible.
[How many enemies had he made? Somehow, watching him (hating him) scheme and insinuate himself everywhere, regardless of loyalties and factions and what she considered right, she’d always imagined it was less than her. Because unlike her, he was… No, she will not use that insult.
But numbers didn’t matter. You only needed one. If she were a Zenite and saw the chance to take out the Meridian god of war, out in the Beyond, in the dregs of Kowloon, on one of his traitorous traipses into Highstorm-]
I simply do not know which is more possible.
Do you… is there magic to find those who are lost?