[ Rain hummed thoughtfully, a finger to his lip. ] And will I notice this treasure missing, once it has been artfully thieved?
[ Even in their conversation, he found his gaze drifting to the colorful leaves, the flowers that bloomed across climbing vines. With most of the city made of varying shades of grey or beige, and most of his time spent there, flora - of any kind, really - were still a novelty for the Forsaken, a god who had lived countless lifetimes in a waste of sand and stone.
His attention turned to the brick building as they neared, head tilting to peer through a broken window, though remained in step. ]
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[ Even in their conversation, he found his gaze drifting to the colorful leaves, the flowers that bloomed across climbing vines. With most of the city made of varying shades of grey or beige, and most of his time spent there, flora - of any kind, really - were still a novelty for the Forsaken, a god who had lived countless lifetimes in a waste of sand and stone.
His attention turned to the brick building as they neared, head tilting to peer through a broken window, though remained in step. ]