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12-21-2016, 10:21 AM
It was a venture he grew more annoyed at by the second, but those feelings caused the coming end of it to be all the more bitter. After he had gone through such trouble of following the prince, he was still rejected. It put a sour mood of desperation on the gold, and gods it was the worst of clothes. Yet as much as his annoyance flowed beneath at his second rebuff from the youth, his lips grew a smile. In some strange way, he was quite happy to find Erebos such as this. Some strange dark twisted happiness. For each youth the gold crossed, for each he ever watched, he always found an inward fascination with potential. Though in their small forms his heart might waver with past memories, his mind was ever pondering with what they could become. Unlike adults, youths had abilities to change, to shift and grow. Erebos though, was quite an unusual thing. Not many so young knew enough of the world, or had such strong inner cores already to see their options. When you’re playing a game and winning, many only see the find step to be to win. Not many have the power to still look up from their winning hand and see the other doors in the shadows forgotten. That was power, regretfully the gold could not touch, could not manipulate. How could he ensnare one in desperation when they saw so many other ways out of their troubles. It was a unique view of this world, one so few mortals have. And though the dark prince thought it untouchable by the gold, its reveal was near enough a confession. So the gold snorted and stopped her pursuit. As humored as he was to fund such an thing, knowing his fingerprints could not even stain the piece made the journey worthless. Besides there was much else to do in the world today…. However…the dark prince was still following a blank trail. All trials come in threes, the gold would hate to spoil the tradition of fate. So he tosses out his lines of gold one more time. “You follow an empty trail….no leads….” It’s said with a ponder yet more seriousness. Then it twists back to its haunty airs. “Are you willing to risk everything in rejecting such simple assistance as a compass and description of a face?” His crowned head tilts, waiting…watching….testing. "talk talk talk" OOC:: OK I ADMIT IT. I couldn't stop thinking about how Erebos walks on water, like Jesus, and Jesus was tempted by the devil three times in the desert. XD Thranduil
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