» Together

He cheated—for a while he'd walked with the group from the Portal, but at some point he had simply lost his patience and slipped into the veil between the worlds. One moment he had been there, a dark, looming presence bringing up the rear, and then, the next—gone.

It was faster this way, and his body didn't feel quite so heavy when slithering through the dusky, shadowy world. The not-quite-air was cold and soothing against his burning skin, like the sea—free of the mortal gazes, the deity groaned.

But he didn't stop. He had a sinking suspicion that if he did, he wouldn't get going again, and somewhere along the road, he had decided to see this through to the end. And, rather to his own surprise.. he found it, amusing? Entertaining? Fun?

With a whisper the fabric of reality parted, and Kisamoa stepped out onto the beach, well ahead of the others. The matron was there, waiting, and for a moment their gazes met; the Loricatrunc laughed softly, and Kisamoa turned his head away.

"See," she said, lowering her head to touch a bowl with a suspiciously glittery substance in it, "you have a heart, after all."

He stared at the ocean in silence. It felt pointless to argue about semantics; he had four, but that wasn't what she had meant.

beauty in darkness
kaos in light

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