jamie
01-10-2021, 05:57 PM
Jamie
He brings the darkness home to Pangea.
The darkness and all of the things that come along with it.
And he prefers the desert in the darkness. It does not feel so long ago that he, as a child, had banished himself to the darkest corners he could find. How scarcely he had emerged from them, how the sun had offended his eyes. He is a shadow thing, it is only natural that he would shy away from the light.
He brings something else along with him, too.
The promise of protection for Pangea, total immunity.
Strange to think that Pangea had been a kingdom when the fighting had started and now it is something other.
How seamlessly he bleeds into this darkness. He could make himself easier to find, certainly. He could give himself a soft glow if he wanted to but he has never been a beacon and he has never cared much for attention. He could just as easily make himself totally invisible, he thinks, but he sees no reason for this either. He does not know that he is being hunted.
When he sees her moving through the darkness it does not occur to him that she might be looking for him. Until she addresses him directly and he thinks she must have been. She greets him and then she laughs and he, uncertain of how to react, smiles that shark-tooth smile and tilts his peculiar head. It had been day on the battlefield and then, somehow, it had been something else. He thinks it must still be day beneath all of this crushing darkness.
“Desire,” he echoes in that rasping, rattling voice. “I’m Jamie. From what I understand, congratulations are in order.”
The darkness and all of the things that come along with it.
And he prefers the desert in the darkness. It does not feel so long ago that he, as a child, had banished himself to the darkest corners he could find. How scarcely he had emerged from them, how the sun had offended his eyes. He is a shadow thing, it is only natural that he would shy away from the light.
He brings something else along with him, too.
The promise of protection for Pangea, total immunity.
Strange to think that Pangea had been a kingdom when the fighting had started and now it is something other.
How seamlessly he bleeds into this darkness. He could make himself easier to find, certainly. He could give himself a soft glow if he wanted to but he has never been a beacon and he has never cared much for attention. He could just as easily make himself totally invisible, he thinks, but he sees no reason for this either. He does not know that he is being hunted.
When he sees her moving through the darkness it does not occur to him that she might be looking for him. Until she addresses him directly and he thinks she must have been. She greets him and then she laughs and he, uncertain of how to react, smiles that shark-tooth smile and tilts his peculiar head. It had been day on the battlefield and then, somehow, it had been something else. He thinks it must still be day beneath all of this crushing darkness.
“Desire,” he echoes in that rasping, rattling voice. “I’m Jamie. From what I understand, congratulations are in order.”
( FROM THE DESTRUCTION, OUT OF THE FLAME
YOU NEED A VILLAIN, GIVE ME A NAME )
YOU NEED A VILLAIN, GIVE ME A NAME )
@[Desire]