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02-15-2015, 03:11 PM
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NARCISSUS
THERE LIES HIS CROWN IN WATER DEEP
It had been so many nights and days since he had heard such descriptive words such as 'unicorn' and 'pegasus' when referring to others. So long since really they had been laid out like they were a different species from one another. It gave the impression of comparison that his once upon a time home was nothing more than a melting pot they were all thrown in. He wasn't sure if that made them better - their acceptance so easily from those with wings and horns and called them all the same and classified based on power and where you chose to live. Or if it made them nothing more than chaos. But he found this child...intriguing. Bold in her own right and though her way with words was blunt it was refreshing than years spent surrounded by snakes and politicians. A bit of one himself and perhaps he forgot just how effective and useful bluntness could be. "And you , mare Essetia? Do you offer me something as well?" A small chuckle to follow his easy words. Was he to make a choice today? Shame. He was never very skilled in making those in such short time. With so little information - with knowing so little. Narcissus was a creature who found the power in knowledge and detested a lack of control. A creature who found the more you knew the more control you could grasp and keep. He did not like chaos unless it was planned on his part for some greater means and goal. For once control was lost and things unraveled it was so difficult to get is all back ; like water slipping through your fingers. There in the palm of your hand but something you could not grasp and hold. "And...I do not recall hearing your name , child?" Names. Such important little details that to many threw away so easily. Some might compare him to a dragon in how much important he put to them. His own...sensitivity when it came to his own. To those butchering it for their own little purposes. It took to long for him to gain it and he would not see it altered by others. Nor would be fling it about - he sometimes acted in the belief that names were a right to be earned. To be called by them. An old belief he stopped using sometime ago though one he seemed now to pick and choose certain rules from. Would he give his name? For now...no because he had yet to decide to accept any of either of their offers. Perhaps if he chose one or the other...maybe after if they asked. Narcissus grinned , the scar upon his left cheek pulling even wider as he did. "But..my thanks to both. Such a lovely welcome to this Helovia." |
