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no matter how the winds blow - yadigar - 06-12-2020
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If no one is strong enough to rise up against him then he will become that opponent. He takes a deep breath and begins his ascent up the mountain, chin held high and wings tucked close to his back. Even if people shrink back from him and seem repulsed to see the son of an awful king, he will protect them from the fire. His small claws grip the dirt as he carefully zig-zags his way around boulders or crevices. When the dirt turns to snow, he breathes little puffs of fire to warm himself and keep his shivering to a minimum.
He could fly, he supposes, but the winds are too harsh to allow him any control over his flight. His thin tail swings back and forth to help him keep his balance when he nearly stumbles on loose rocks. When he nears the top, it is midday and he begins to notice how thin the air is. His fire grows weaker by the minute as it warms him less and less. A small whimper leaves his lips and then he comes to a stop.
“<I>I’m sorry to bother you,</i>” he begins, shivering and shaking. “<I>I’ve come to ask a favor. My father wants the world to burn but I think there’s still so much worth saving.</i>”
He wonders if Ghaul would crush him for these words or just thrash him around again. Still, he continues.
“<I>I just want to be able to stop him. I want to keep everyone safe.</i>”</div></div>
@[Officials] yadigar is questing for size manipulation please!
RE: no matter how the winds blow - Wysteria Fairy - 06-16-2020
He is the sort they might come for, but he is a young thing, not yet ready. He cannot really know himself; not yet. Soon, but all young things need time (not that mortals have very much of it). Still, the faeries do not greet him. Not yet, anyway.
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