[ knives' hand at his shoulder is a comforting weight, a reminder to never forget that he isn't alone in this. no hero's journey ever is, meeting with trials and tribulations aimed to divert him from the satisfying ending he deserved.
plants may have been made in man's image, but he would rise above their sins and become something more. he could lead their sisters to a place beyond this hell of suffering and plight, he could...
even if he was scared. what was important was still ahead of him.
nai nods slowly, tangling his hands together and squeezing. ]
I know the ships crash. Is it because of me?
[ he hadn't considered that before arriving here, in this world between worlds, but he could piece it together through the context of others' words. flitting around the truth as if he were some simple human child. ]
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plants may have been made in man's image, but he would rise above their sins and become something more. he could lead their sisters to a place beyond this hell of suffering and plight, he could...
even if he was scared. what was important was still ahead of him.
nai nods slowly, tangling his hands together and squeezing. ]
I know the ships crash. Is it because of me?
[ he hadn't considered that before arriving here, in this world between worlds, but he could piece it together through the context of others' words. flitting around the truth as if he were some simple human child. ]