.svg/2000px-Google_Chrome_icon_(2011).svg.png){kind=icon}
|
Isopia
[CASUALLY UN-ARCHIVES THIS LIKE THE ASSHOLE THAT I AM FOR NOT REPLYING ;-; @Zahra @Zèklè ] We made it. The girl sort of understood - and that clearly displayed on her death-marked features, as her hardened golden stare bore down upon the girl and her accomplices while she thought. That they made it transfers intrinsic value to the creation? Does that only hold for the creator and their creation? Or, if something is created, does it simply have value?. Her stare moved to look at the rocks and trees around them. Were you created? she wondered silently, her mind vaguely thinking of her Father. He didn't create everything, though certainly the things he did create those around found valuable...as they did with the other Gods... Was everything created? Or were somethings just the product of evolution? Of life and death? Isopia would have been happy to spiral into this existential crisis - and might well have - if it weren't for the sound of the first syllable of her name ringing out through the trees. Iso! Her blood pressure seemed to spike. The girl's pulse quickened, and she was sure that she felt the blood stammering through her veins. Immediately her ears began to burn and her cheeks coloured. Iso! There was only one who knew that name and held that voice - and they were precisely the same person. Zero. Her heart broke and then crumpled. Iso! Betrayal. Confusion. She had worked so hard to learn her name. It wasn't just for anyone. Didn't Zekle understand that? Didn't Zero understand her? Iso! His happy gaze flitted from girl to girl, and Iso felt her heart burst. There was recognition in his eyes, surely. The girl didn't doubt what she saw, and almost with an accusatory glare she diverted her gaze from the trees where Zero had appeared, to Zahra. If only Iso knew that both females considered Zero their bestfriend, she might have merely transformed into a raven and saved herself the embarrassment. As it was, she thought it couldn't possibly be true. There had to be some reason why Zero used her name - her oh so precious name - in front of this stranger. "err-" It was the best she could mumble, as her golden gaze roamed back towards Zero. Did he shrink? She wondered briefly, folding her wings even more tightly against her flanks as if trying to appear even smaller. Her lofty height hadn't bothered her when it was just herself and the golden-bellied girl. But in Zero's presence, suddenly it did. When last she saw him, they were almost the same height. She was perhaps slightly taller, but it was nothing compared to now. Will he notice? She wondered silently, trying to force her cheek muscles into complying with the smile she was forcing onto her death-marked face. |
