*nuzzles his face* ♡♡♡♡
𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬, perched before him with ease as she leaves behind the skies to sink below. patron saint of light and balance, come to this world so long ago. lost to wear and fervor were many of his battles, it was a way of life, fighting both against and for humanity when it suits him. a keeper of balance himself, borne here of the much and radiation. and yet never did fester nor rot the light of her image in his mind, no matter how old he was. golden orbs examine her like greeting an old friend, smile upon the old monarch’s jagged maw that said : 𝘪 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.
𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, bearing witness was an honor all its own, but o’ how it stung and wore the old god thin to watch her form torn asunder. always left behind was her essence --- whatever she was she could not be killed, and he wasn’t the same but always in awe and in gratitude did he regard her when she returned. recalling his bellowing cries to the air, he could not see her any longer but knew she was there all the same. so does he wonder how much she knew, how much she felt, what guilt would wash over him had she weathered the storm of his rage and anguish in the face of her sacrilegious execution, all to power his fading, broken body. yet with a thought it’s vanquished, he doesn’t need to dwell. simply thankful to see her once more, a rattling chuff does escape the old god. presses forward gently, gently so to meet her tender brush against his face.
𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬, laid waste to the lands of man and any creature who opposed. but not here, not now. low guttural chuffing continues, his heart rate slows just a touch, and he visibly uncoils in her presence as he returns the affection in kind. before her comes the worship of his own design, a simple thought tenderly sent off to her akin to a boat upon gently lapping waves. no use for words with her, he knew she would understand in any language he chose to speak those words to her. it finds respite on the vivid shores of her being when his eyes reopen and meet with hers once more : 𝘪 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
