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chernobyl
i was not caught, i crossed the line
i live among you, well disguised
i live among you, well disguised
They swarmed, swift and so very fast. Chernobyl is dozing with her dark face to the breeze and sea-spray, the chilly beads gathering on her long black eye lashes and along the curved horns spiking her long horn. She hears their voices, some soft, some sharp, some loud and some a murmur. Her coal eyes flutter open and her ankles readjust in the shallow rolling waves, she's been standing in the gentle surf all morning – she hasn't left the beaches since the day the Sea God emerged. She guessed him to be one, anyway, she never had seen a God since coming here so she really wouldn't know. Not that she knows of, that is.
She made her way towards the group, staying far off and not picking any of the details out in front of her. Bull cares little for who attends or what else is going on. The only focus is Kisamoa, and when she notices, the Goddess as well. The black unicorn only catches her last sentence, smirking to herself when she does. What an immediately intriguing creature. Though Bull knows she's far more than a creature. She's clearly much more than the God before her, older, more powerful – honestly Chernobyl wouldn't know and her mortal mind certainly cannot navigate its meaning, only that it is obvious.
She watches quietly in the back.
crushed and filled with all I found
underneath and inside, just to come around
more, give me more, give me more
pixel is by RELI<3
- Feel free to magic on her, but no murder.
