#dctrstrng

[scarletshe-blog]

❛  i haven’t found it yet, but i’m still searching.  ❜ / dctrstrng

                                    does he even know what is he looking for  ?      between her lessons  ,   between protecting the reality  ,   he pours himself into the mystic arts .     maybe he simply knows something she doesn’t   ;    or ,  maybe there are still unanswered questions he wants to find  .     it’s difficult to say  ,   when he keeps himself relatively . . .  guarded  .    though  ,   wanda thinks she has been allowed to see more than most would have  .     it’s partially why she’s so concerned .   

❝        it’s getting late  .              ❞     she reminds him  ,   brow knitted together as she watches him meditate  .   only  ,   what she sees is far from relaxation in the lines of his shoulders  .    something is bothering him ,   but wanda can’t begin to guess what it might be ,   in the entire multi - verse .          ❝       even the sorcerer supreme needs to sleep at night  .        ❞      the faint tease in her voice isn’t enough to make the genuine worry laced in.       ❝                        don’t make me make you.         ❞     

♥.     MEME     :    @codedsarcasm  /  @dctrstrng

[dctrplmr]

❛ We don’t get to choose our time. ❜

        Eyes    dart    up   from    papers    in    hand    as    Christine’s    brow    raises    at    sage    words    spoken    by    a    now    COMPLETE    STRANGER.    She    nods    slowly   as    her    head    tilts.    SHE’S    NOT    QUITE    SURE     HOW    TO    REACT,    in    all    honesty.            “...I    guess     you’re    right.    What    brings    this    up?”

[scarletshe-blog]

                          ❝                 it doesn’t matter.      ❞       she can almost feel the faint unease that thrums beneath the surface  ,    &    does her best to quell it  .    after all  ,   her first impressions were primarily formed with her own fears in mind   ;     they had hardly done him justice  .

 wanda reaches out  ,   having grown quite comfortable in this space they exist in  .    she brushes away some dust that settled onto the cape from their recent excursion  ,   mindful of the life it has.           ❝       do you vvant to know vvhat i think of you now?          ❞    

♥.     CONT.     :     @dctrstrng

[gwcndolyne-a]

@dctrstrng | closed starter

“ are you in need of an apprentice ? not that i could ever . . . ”

[hothcnds]

@dctrstrng | closed starter

“ is the cloak really necessary ? we’re just going to the corner store. ”

[thryceyed]

 ~ @dctrstrng . cont  ~

      the relic repeats itself, as if that would give a better understanding of the initial question.  ‘ would you like a tiny hat ?  i knit them myself. ’ each eye blinks, taking turns one after the other. ‘ you seem as though you could use one. ’

[eyeheld]

                    apprehension  filled  the  stone’s  eyes.  they  weren’t  afraid  of  being  hurt  ---  they  were  durable  thanks  to  their  sheer  amount  of  power.  they  were  more  worried  about  their  power,  &  how  it  would  affect  the  sorcerer.  he  was,  after  all,  only  human.  ❛   are  you  quite  sure  we  can  do  this ? ❜   

  &.        @dctrstrng    /    ready  as  i’ll  ever  be