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ᅠᅠRuithidh mi troimhe iad, a charaid.

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[ᅠᅠAɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ Aɪʀɢᴇᴛʟᴀᴍ @AbyssOfArcadia]

@GoldenOrionis — Old God rose up, Kthanid enshrouded by the aged one's cape, a trident drawn from the gentle depths. It glimmered with the fury of the unbound depths, aimed towards the waking of the world.

[ᅠᅠAɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ Aɪʀɢᴇᴛʟᴀᴍ @AbyssOfArcadia]

ᅠᅠThe stars muddied with the dust of blinkering worlds, watched by the glinting eye of Airgetlám. A form dignified by a kingly quietude, shades of grey given to his posture in the dim witch-light of the window. Below the intermingled image of the Dreamlands slipped by like —

[ᅠᅠAɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ Aɪʀɢᴇᴛʟᴀᴍ @AbyssOfArcadia]

@GoldenOrionis — graven voice, peering beyond the veil of dreams.

ᅠᅠ“ Then shadows we hunt, until the barren shades reveal themselves and our nets can snare them.
ᅠᅠCome, my regent, Kthanid. Bear your burdens upon my breast, and draw strength from your earnestness. ”

ᅠᅠRespirited, the —

[ᅠᅠAɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ Aɪʀɢᴇᴛʟᴀᴍ @AbyssOfArcadia]

@GoldenOrionis — resembling anger; as one would address an offspring or consort, frail figure granted purchase of Nodens' cape and form.

ᅠᅠ“ We shall hunt them, but you are innocent, sweet Kthanid.
ᅠᅠShow me your arms, if you can escape mine. ”

[ᅠᅠAɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ Aɪʀɢᴇᴛʟᴀᴍ @AbyssOfArcadia]

@GoldenOrionis — pierced the thin lie of the world.
ᅠᅠThe Airgetlám's presence towered, and did impose: the luminance of the Elder God cast rays into Nuada, and dissolved into the dark, continuing to their inevitable exhaustion. Drew close, face contorted in stern discipline, but nothing —