they really fully looked at essek and said, "hey man. what's the worst thing you've ever done? just, between friends" what a fucking night for him
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they really fully looked at essek and said, "hey man. what's the worst thing you've ever done? just, between friends" what a fucking night for him

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this is the gayest thing anyone has ever said
Essek Thelyss & The Mighty Nein
I have not cared for anyone but myself for the century that I've been alive.
I DON'T CARE THAT IT MIGHT BE HONEYPOT ESSEK, HE'S LONELY AND HE WANTS FRIENDS! I'D FUCKING BEFRIEND HIM! NO WONDER THE MIGHTY NEIN WENT 'HE'S OURS NOW' š„ŗš„ŗš„ŗ
I canāt handle how soft these two are ;_;

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Your grace shines through the peeling painĀ / and that will be your death.Ā Damned by the damned /Ā and cursed by the cursed / Deliver the kiss of poisoned breath [Damned (by the Damned) - Edge of Sanity]
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if traveling with a beacon means that consecuted souls will be dispersed to children as it goes, does that mean the M9 left a trail of dynasty folks across the empire, the coast and pirate island?
caleb picks nott up like heās done it before.
essek does not remember if his mother would hold him. he imagines notā such distraction cannot be demanded of the umavi. of the illustrious den thelyss.
he learned to walk quietly so fast, so youngā the noise bothered the umavi if he ran, if he fell. if he cried. his father taught him to float not much olderā he learned so fast, his father had said to him. so smart.
but it was a parlor trickā his father would use it to scare the umaviā his mother, he used to call her that more, what changed, when did they break so completelyā drawing up behind her when she was hard at work and surprising her, using the disruption to draw her away and towards essek.
when he first started to float again, weeks after the search party had returned, it made her smile, if sadly. now, the umavi does not blink.
(what they donāt understand, he thinks, watching the mighty nein watch his feet touch the ground, is that no one else does it. that i would stop, if i could.)
that all is to say, the last time the umavi held essek was at his fatherās funeral. he will come back, essek did not tell her, because it was not true. it was the last time anyone held him, until caleb pulls him in, too, scattering their papers so very haphazardly for what it is they bear.
caleb widogast, child of the empire, failed assassin with his lilting voice and his long red hair and his blue blue eyes, holds essek for the first time in a century. he smells of dust, of desperate sweat, of chocolate and of cat.
essek does not move. in his mind he holds on so tight his fingers pale. in his mind caleb widogast, failed assassin and failure in absolutely nothing besides, holds onto essekās hand as they descend the stairs, and the expositor scrutinizes all she wishes.
in his mind they do not ask him to take them away from him. in his mind they ask if he would like to come.
in his mind he sits under the shade of that strange, strange tree. there is a cat curling and uncurling its strange little paws in his cloak. there is a harp, and beyond it the rumble of happy voices. the sounds of home.