unprompted, i am going insane. / @otsuya
------ is that what the perception of their being is ?
words of argument are not the modicum of their existence. upon spoken word, the sorcerer’s lids fall ; gifting fatigue to their appearance. they do not speak in that moment, as they stare up from the fold of their eyes. through the man that stands there before them - into some far-off space further than the two of them could possibly hope to inhabit. and perhaps, they’ve found the answer there, for they speak finally once they’ve opened their eyes fully. expression unchanged ; the warmth unfiltered, settled easily in the core of their chest.
❝ i do not believe there are any individuals who could bury themselves there . ❞
that was their own job. that was the true nature of their abilities --- to delve into that which did not exist. ( and maybe that’s why they are so confident in the words they’ve spoken. why they are so very certain of such an assertion. ) ❝ if that question is posed, then you must be under the false assumption that you have done so . ❞ after all ... those cherished few -- buried further than the skin, only they could say of themselves such things. ❝ i’d lament such a thing on your own if it burdens you to consider that you have failed . ❞