I love the way that your heart breaks
with every injustice and deadly fate.
He comes and goes as he pleases, teaching those who would learn, learning from those who would teach. She is there waiting. Always waiting. This pleases him to no end, but he bores easily. She is eager and apt, and that is, perhaps, why he grows bored and leaves. But inevitably, he returns. They are his favorites for a reason, those he keeps here to serve him and the iron god. They are such willing pupils.
He had been venturing far and wide, but he will always return to his home by the sea. And when he does, he seeks her out. She had been one of the very first, one of the most loyal. He wonders, briefly, if the child will still be there. No longer a child though, he supposes. She had grown, as they all do.
He wears his flame like a second skin, enjoying the warm caress of fire against his scarred flesh. It is nothing like the heat that had melted his skin and seared his bones, but it is a heady a reminder. A reminder the He is still out there, the dark god that had taught him so much.
He finds her easily enough, bland gray gaze settling upon her. He slips easily alongside her, muzzle briefly caressing the skin of her neck, his fire licking against her. His very own brand of greeting.
Raelynx
khaos x eyrie
So I figured that we should restart them since so much time has passed and Blazed has grown up.
@[G'ren Fire]