ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʀsᴀᴋᴇɴ (
aeviternitas) wrote2025-06-26 09:21 pm
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| ∞ The Murmur (IC INBOX) |
| « the forsaken » |
| as an apparition within the Murmur that vessels share, the Forsaken most often appears sitting in a plain wooden chair with a low rounded back, gazing despondently into the distance. reach out? |
| thought ∞ voice ∞ vision |

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He could not help but wonder what it would be like if the gods of his own world had not left.
...No, it didn't bear thinking about. They had left, and thinking about it would change nothing. Besides, even the Forsaken now had left, hadn't he?
He pulled himself from his thoughts, voice lighter than he felt as he teased: ] You did tell me you have a knack for finding things.
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And, as luck would have it, I had just found the most pristine regal scepter. Imbued with the power of the moon, it was, and a starry comet, besides...
[ There was a glint of mischief in his blue eyes, as if inviting his questioner to guess how much of his tale were true. ]