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𓃩 ("cosmically impossible to fix") ([personal profile] redsoil) wrote in [personal profile] sterngaze 2024-04-10 03:29 pm (UTC)

early month-ish,,,

[ — there is something on his mind, quite obviously.

Where Set is usually an animated individual, full of movement and impassioned word, he sits quiet with calmed expression. A vaguely contemplative atmosphere surrounding him, eking out into the space he shares with Liem Talbott. Having come to him in the wee hours of Skysong's dusk, to settle up in the comfortable shadows of his home with his steady companion. The light gleaming off the band that rests on his finger, worn without hesitation to display Liem's claim upon him.

Set hm's soft, turning red eyes up towards Liem. Mouth pulled into a mou of — well, is it ever clear what he is feeling? It could be delighted frustration. It could be solemn eagerness. He is, at heart, a god of deep dichotomies and warring natures, after all. A guardian and a warrior, man and beast and nature. All things, which soften and curl and warm when he finds Liem's gaze. ]


Come here, Liem.

[ Stretching an arm out, he invites the priest to him. To settle against his side, wanting to touch him and take comfort in him. ]

I have been thinking. Of our duties to Meridian which guide us all too often, yes — but also, of you. Separate of the war and what has brought us together across time and space.

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