@incaendia : "I'll be sure to stand at least eight feet back. Fire and ice aren't a good mix - I'd hate to accidentally singe one of your works here..."
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝗿𝘁𝐢𝘀𝘁 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝘁𝘁𝐥𝐞 𝘁𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝗿 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝗿𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝘁𝐡𝐞𝗿'𝘀 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝘀𝐢𝐨𝐧. Pale crimson hues shot an unreadable look towards Karma before returning to her sculpture. It would melt anyway, in time. Truth be told, it was somehow endearing — to have her speak her concerns should she step closer — should she ruin her work by accident.
❝ Utterly thoughtful, ❞ the freljordian began just when the silence started to get uneasy, ❝ Are you running so hot they would melt by your mere presence ? You would miss the details, standing over there. ❞










