The Pinnacle
01-26-2018, 10:44 PM
Ruwin
Oh great, another riddle. The Watcher groaned inwardly. This guy must be real lonely up here. All this word play was making his head hurt. But somehow he had gotten the answer right. He had to have been lucky. Perhaps that luck would hold out for another riddle? He could feel a migraine forming in the back of his head. Though his face never revealed his frustration as he watched the giant before him. As the words to the riddle tumbled out into the air, something struck deep within him. The first few words made no sense to him, it was only the last that caused something inside him to ache.
I am what stories and dreams are made of.
And you might encounter me once in a lifetime,
Yet I am never perfect.
He had a nagging feeling that he knew the answer. But he could not quite grasp it as he struggled with the all too familiar pang that had started in his heart. Why had this riddle upset him so? There was a longing within his heart as the memory of his little sister flashed before his eyes. It was something she said that sounded familiar to what the Protector said. But what had it been. His ears flicked back as a new expression crossed his otherwise expressionless face. Thoughtful. She had been teasing him at first, before she had grown serious about what ever it was. He had been flustered by her jabs at him, before growing sad because he knew that she would never be able to find this thing that she spoke of. Because she was no more than a tool in the eyes of their father. A broken tool, but one that might serve a purpose. Then again, he was also a tool to his sire and would have likely never find this something. He never placed any hope in it anyways. But what was it? "It is something that most everyone desires, even as foals..." He muttered. "A feeling.... A connection..."
talk talk talk talk
I am what stories and dreams are made of.
And you might encounter me once in a lifetime,
Yet I am never perfect.
He had a nagging feeling that he knew the answer. But he could not quite grasp it as he struggled with the all too familiar pang that had started in his heart. Why had this riddle upset him so? There was a longing within his heart as the memory of his little sister flashed before his eyes. It was something she said that sounded familiar to what the Protector said. But what had it been. His ears flicked back as a new expression crossed his otherwise expressionless face. Thoughtful. She had been teasing him at first, before she had grown serious about what ever it was. He had been flustered by her jabs at him, before growing sad because he knew that she would never be able to find this thing that she spoke of. Because she was no more than a tool in the eyes of their father. A broken tool, but one that might serve a purpose. Then again, he was also a tool to his sire and would have likely never find this something. He never placed any hope in it anyways. But what was it? "It is something that most everyone desires, even as foals..." He muttered. "A feeling.... A connection..."
talk talk talk talk
Hiding below my shadow yet dancing above my fears
I grip sorrow's edge as you crumble to fall at my soul's tears
I have not forgotten you,
but sometimes I cannot help feeling numb
I grip sorrow's edge as you crumble to fall at my soul's tears
I have not forgotten you,
but sometimes I cannot help feeling numb
You have my permission to use magic/force against Ru.
Maiming and killing is not allowed. You can always message me if you're not sure about anything/want to plot something out. =D
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Maiming and killing is not allowed. You can always message me if you're not sure about anything/want to plot something out. =D
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