Apr 4, 2017
cont. / @almostexalted
❛ you would be fine, shovaan. ❜ he almost chokes on it, it leaves his throat so quick, so solid. he has a LANDSLIDE for shoulders. eroded, CRUMBLING, dropping with a suddenness that softens even his sharpest edges –— a softness he only ever feels in the moshae’s presence.
comfort lands in his chest like an anchor weight. it blows gale force winds into his lungs, fills him up & it feels almost like PRIDE but it’s too hushed for that, too sentimental. he speaks & each word is slow, attentive. ❛ moshae … if i die, it will be to make sure you –— and the people –— are safe. ❜
❛ –— evfra won’t protect you. i will. i’ll do anything. ❜