Rules: 1. Post with your character by creating a "card" with your name, sex, and preferences. 2. Tag to others. 3. You supposedly only have seven minutes, but that's up to the muns how many comments. [To hell with that, let's not put a limit on how many comments] 4. Have fun.
[ water kills everything you love and is acceptable only in its natural habitat of bathtubs and scotch gosh ]
Perhaps you aren’t setting keen enough bait.
[ a dull response, he doesn’t even bother twisting it into the insult it might be. it’s nothing living down below that bothers him. running water is its own sort of death. ]
Perhaps! [ a soft sound like laughter before he sobers ]
Ah now... it might be better to ask what does not. I threw father's jewel into the waves, and perhaps it draws me back to them, even now. But for my kin water in all its forms has always had a draw. In water is still the echoes of the song of creation, and nowhere is it heard more clearly than in the breaking waves.
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We all walk our own paths. I prefer mine upon dry land; rather less chance for sharks.
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Ah now, I suppose the thought of sharks might be offputting, but I would hardly think a mere stroll by the waves would be enough to draw them!
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Perhaps you aren’t setting keen enough bait.
[ a dull response, he doesn’t even bother twisting it into the insult it might be. it’s nothing living down below that bothers him. running water is its own sort of death. ]
What draws you to the shore?
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Perhaps! [ a soft sound like laughter before he sobers ]
Ah now... it might be better to ask what does not. I threw father's jewel into the waves, and perhaps it draws me back to them, even now. But for my kin water in all its forms has always had a draw. In water is still the echoes of the song of creation, and nowhere is it heard more clearly than in the breaking waves.