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𓃩 ("cosmically impossible to fix") ([personal profile] redsoil) wrote in [community profile] kenoslogs 2023-07-13 03:15 am (UTC)

[ He draws upon Liem, to invite the other man closer and into the shape of the yawning arch that leads into his shrine — a gently-illuminated place of modest size, not too much larger than a small chapel, or a studio apartment. If not smaller. It is full of candlelight, though; old wax dripping over stone that balances precariously in its own crumbling mortar foundations, a few candles burnt down to stubs and the scent of spice and smoke heavy in the air. There are two glass-less portals upon the walls to allow for fresh air, existing in the place of former windows that might have fallen apart over time — overgrowth pours through them, dutifully trimmed but otherwise left alone to co-exist harmoniously with the place.

It is clean, ultimately. Tidy in a way that speaks to Set's militant origins, but slapdash enough that he is not betraying his chaotic nature. Papers litter the floor in loose heaps, tomes taken from the variety of libraries in both Springstar and Highstorm, a pair of gauzy wings hangs upon one wall, some victors baubles from the Coliseum line a shelf missing a rung or two, and a low, dense sort of daybed sits upon an elevated dais along one wall — laden with cushions and light throws. Likely where Set rests, whenever he does.

That is the environment that he leads Liem into, letting the veils fall closed behind them. ]


Ah, 'skipped ahead'? [ Are they not at the end of the date?

This is where he feels things might fall apart. ]
Was there, something you desired before the end, then?

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