#moonworn

[haughtysphiinx-blog]

@moonworn

Cassandra looked at the other queen with a small smile on her face, she did get on well enough with the other. She let her eyes roam the other’s face for a moment. “Have you been alright?” She asked with an slight tilt of her head.  She wanted to make sure the other was alright.

[drachenblood]

continuing this! / @moonworn​

      𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞  in  Thavnair  to  that  of  Ishgard  though  these  respective  nations  could  be  no  more  different  in  culture  and  in  clime.  Still  yet  he  finds  himself  more  at  home  ‘pon  this  island  than  he’d  ever  been  elsewhere.  For  that  reason  above  all  else  is  like  to  be  why  he’s  lingered,  the  familiarity  and  an  obligation  that  tugs  at  his  heart  to  Vrtra.  A  responsibility  that  rests  heavier  than  any  burden  he’s  shouldered  since  Ferndale.  Though  stolen  far  from  the  city  in  the  premise  of  training  the  Radiant  Host,  he  still  yet  finds  his  gaze  wandering  to  the  high  sanctuary  of  the  city  between  each  skirmish.  

                ‘Tis  an  easy  life  he’s  found  for  himself  when  not  gallivanting  about  in  the  void.  Too  easy  in  fact,  for  it  puts  him  ill  at  ease  to  settle  too  comfortably  even  here.  ‘Tis  against  his  very  nature  to  remain  overlong  in  any  one  place  and  yet  here  he  is,  wiping  sweat  from  his  brow  and  exasperated  once  more.  Not  by  any  poor  form  he’s  had  to  correct  in  the  greener  soldiers  of  the  Host,  but  a  wandering  soul  who  can  never  leave  well  enough  alone.  The  Radiant  Host,  he’s  noted,  have  retreated  to  the  far  side  of  camp.   ❝ We  were  training, ❞  he  replies  and  thrusts  one  of  the  lances  into  the  earth.  The  poor  make  of  it  is  as  much  an  affront  to  his  sensibilities  as  Azure  Dragoon,  former  or  otherwise.   ❝ Though  you  misread  my  question  as  I’d  expected  you  to  still  yet  be  adventuring  with  our  industrious  Baldesion  hosts,  not  here  in  the  middle  of  Thavnair. ❞

[grizabellatheglamourcxt]

@moonworn​

          Grizabella looked hopeful and almost happy when her eyes landed on the other queen, her hope for acceptance seemed so close it was unbelievable. She didn’t dare back away but she didn’t dare move closer. “Please, don’t send me away.” She told the other her face was slightly wearied and a flicker of pain came across the older queens face. 

[withflourmoved]

LYRIC CALL.  /   @moonworn  /  EVERYTHING CHANGES  -  WAITRESS

          ❝   and all my  MISTAKES,  they make sense when i turn them around…   ❞