Jul 15, 2015
Beautiful Arevik Ours!
Describe my muse in 3 words.
“My sweet kin.”
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Beautiful Arevik Ours!
Describe my muse in 3 words.
“My sweet kin.”
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L U C I A N O. sWeeTest sAvIOr, we have a T A S K for YoU.
Luciano sighed and went still; that familiar haze overcame him, filling his mind with light and drawing from him a serene smile.
“Yes, my kin...?”
Sorry, I'm not sure who to ask about this, but when someone becomes a disciple, do they always have the black scleras with the golden eyes, or is it just like that with luc because he already had black scleras?
[All disciples have eyes like that. It's kind of their defining visual thing.]
p oOr, deAR A r e v i k O u r s. Did the f i l t h y MoNsTER t ry to harm Y o u?
“Yes… He tried. Oh, it was a trial. But I was bold, though it made me weary, I didn’t tarnish our name. Comfort me…”
Judge me, O Lord; for I have walked in mine candor and light: I have trusted also in the Lord; therefore I shall not falter.
Examine me, O Lord, and prove me; try my devotion and my faith.
For thy warmth is before mine eyes: and I have walked in thy radiance.
I have not sat with cynical persons, neither will I go in with nonbelievers.
I have hated the congregation of darkness; and will not sit with the unenlightened.
I will wash mine hands in thy incandescence: so will I compass thine altar, O Lord:
That I may declare with the voice of reverence, and tell of all thy wondrous works.
Lord, I have loved the habitation of thy house, and the place where thine incalescence dwelleth.
Gather not my soul with skeptics, nor my life with aphotic men:
In whose hands is mischief, and their right hand is full of deceit.
But as for me, I will walk in mine integrity: redeem me, and lay your lucence unto me.
My foot standeth in a steady place: in the flock will I bless the Lord.
--Disciples Psalm 27
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So... was de-educated Luciano possessed by the Smiling God and forced into being a Disciple? Or... ? I'm sorry, I feel like I'm missing a lot in both arcs and am trying to catch up
[Aaaaall will become clear shortly. As I mentioned before, Sergiomun and I are working on compiling the arc into fic-format for easy reading on Ao3, and I'll be linking them as they're posted! Basically what you need to know now is that Luciano isn't possessed, this is what he is. Marcus Vansten is an Angel, for example--Luciano Silva is a Disciple. He is in the process of being chosen, so to speak.]
How are you fairing, Arevik Ours? Newly budding power can be...a heavy burden, but we are confident you are its equal.
Luciano shivers, feeling a tingling crawling up his spine as if ghosted by gloved fingertips. The shadows in the corners of his lab tug at his consciousness.
“I’m not burdened,” he answers the golden voices, closing his eyes with an involuntary smile. He can still feel them–those fine threads, draped like gossamer spiderwebs from his body to the dark. "Your confidence is not… unfounded…“
â—Ž What do the smiling voices tell you when you're alone in the dark?
“They… they whisper in blooms of gold, and white, and light and light… That I’m… chosen… I'm worthy…”