@dcbtcollector + fjord !
often times, the world reveals itself only when necessary ; this, of course, tended to make most people rather upset. if things aren’t going your way, it must be the earth’s fault, or your neighbor’s fault, or some deity’s fault --- caduceus never prescribed to this mode of thinking, and still refuses to agree with any who do. they were entitled to their anger, and their jealousy and terror and all other emotions they may feel. everyone felt things, he would defend, no matter if it were happiness, or grief, or any other sensation in between. he welcomed these feelings, just as he welcomed the world when it chose to reveal itself ; it came, today, in the early morning meditation, with incense burning a wilting line of smoke into the air before him, thoughts coming as his god intends for them to.
he thinks of the ocean, of waves coming and going, startling then settling. he never has been a fan of the vastness of the sea ; he supposed he would get sea-sick, were he ever to sail. homesick, too, for all things grounded and safe.
a few hours later, he is approaching the docks. the sun is rising into the sky, making a home of the blue above as the blue below sways to and from. just the sight of it is enough to send his stomach into twists and turns ; he looks up, intending on observing a nearby boat. rather than his gaze landing on a seaside vessel, though, eyes fall gently upon a man just a ways away. lips curl into a slight frown as he begins to approach the man, brows furrowed and mind churning away as he finally speaks up, presenting a small smile as he does so ( in hopes of easing his own tension, as well as this stranger’s ). “this is an interesting place to be, isn’t it?” he asks, gaze briefly drifting back to the water, only to quickly return to its previous position.