[ calm ] your muse telling mine to ‘ just breathe ‘ . ~xarysse
He says the words with false confidence. G’raha’s shaking, but his friend is in a worse state. For once, the one who had to be strong was him. He smiles, forcing it to reach his eyes. Trying to bring a sense of calm and that “everything will be alright”. But for them, this might be their final days.
It’s cold. It’s so very cold. And yet he doesn’t care. Walking over to Shade, he puts a hand on the other’s shoulder. “Come now, take a deep breath with me. We’ll get through this together.”
He doesn’t admit he’s also afraid. He doesn’t admit he’s scared of dying. But for the moment, he’s content with helping his friend.
And thus do the bards sing of an adventurer and his wayward friend. Two souls who wanted to bring peace to the world. That died trying to seal away the Crystal Tower…