the skin twitches with the illusion of presence, but i am not in it. i am somewhere else, cloistered between veils, caught in the vestibule of the living.
A soft smile made its way onto her lips as she gave a nod.
"Mhmm, I'm fine Natalia," she said softly as she lightly flexed her hands in the others palms. "Still trying to get used to this. . .form. It's odd and well, trying to make a flower crown I thought would be easy to try-
hazel eyes flicker to the offered gift, softening as a smile overtakes her lips before catching the scratches and pricks on her hands.
gloved hands cradle the back of her palms, giving them a closer inspection. โ heyโโ you alright .แฃ โ
โ โ I would like to get new interactions - connections with Billy, please . I'm struggling a lot in this verse & it makes me a little sad to be fair . because i have a LOT to offer , so let me a chance ๐
Stephen was indeed different. . .he differed from him and from the Ancient One. But yes, all of this is very overwhelming. All her senses feel like they've been maxed out. . .
"Aelius. . ." Her lips did not move, but her voice could still be heard clear as day.
"Its good to-
Seems like Strange didnโt cherish her as much as he had when he bore the title of Sorcerer Supreme . . . This must be quite surreal for her.
โI would recognize you anywhere, old friend.โ