(liem's colleague fails to heed him. with hands braced on both shoulders, voryn's difference in build becomes stark. taller by several inches, broader up top than the firm but lean dhampir, voryn's own bearing is no longer that of a sorcerer but of a soldier.
eyes fall to liem's offending touch. where they are now is a bastardization of where they were before; caught between two vistas, highstorm is layered unsystematically over the chamber within kogoruhn. snow and magma require a suspension of disbelief as they coexist, clashing as the friends do.
voryn will challenge the barrier preventing him from reaching nerevar by taking a step forward, his intention to force him backward as he addresses his concerns.) He is long dead. He does not represent danger, Liem, but wretched guilt and something far more tender. And you'd prevent me from going to him... I must see and hear him for I will never again have the fortune to. (as he does this, voryn rests his hand on the back of liem's. there's no ill will in it even as it is slid down the length of his forearm to take hold of him there just below the elbow.
what he does is close the space between them, his stare wide with focus. the shard in the centre of his forehead has begun to glow stronger nowβdiscord.)
Please, you of all men must understand my devotion... I bid you wait for me here until I have said all that needs to be said, Liem. It is the most solemn request that I could make of you... for if you disallow me now and continue to interfere, then I shall kill you.
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eyes fall to liem's offending touch. where they are now is a bastardization of where they were before; caught between two vistas, highstorm is layered unsystematically over the chamber within kogoruhn. snow and magma require a suspension of disbelief as they coexist, clashing as the friends do.
voryn will challenge the barrier preventing him from reaching nerevar by taking a step forward, his intention to force him backward as he addresses his concerns.) He is long dead. He does not represent danger, Liem, but wretched guilt and something far more tender. And you'd prevent me from going to him... I must see and hear him for I will never again have the fortune to. (as he does this, voryn rests his hand on the back of liem's. there's no ill will in it even as it is slid down the length of his forearm to take hold of him there just below the elbow.
what he does is close the space between them, his stare wide with focus. the shard in the centre of his forehead has begun to glow stronger nowβdiscord.)
Please, you of all men must understand my devotion... I bid you wait for me here until I have said all that needs to be said, Liem. It is the most solemn request that I could make of you... for if you disallow me now and continue to interfere, then I shall kill you.