#sonofthegloriousone

Chaniya drank poison meant for Emeth- since his brothers left the bottle on the door step. She didn’t know what it was until she started feeling overly tired and her heart seemed to slow it’s pace. 

"E-emths….. I…. I lovest thee. Ivy needest thee… the twins needest thee… but I amst……amst…..naught…. butst a thorn inst…..inst thine side," she stammered allowing her eyes to flutter open and closed as the fight to stay awake became increasingly difficult. 

Emeth’s glad to have his friend back, but he’s also kinda jealous/sad that he’s not the center of her world anymore. XD He wants her to be happy, but he doesn’t want to lose her either. XD

Chaniya shuddered at her brother’s words and in a mouse-like squeak, she replied, “No.”

Her face felt hot with a fright that savagely ravaged her soul, like pirates looting a stately vessel. Try as she might to cool the lava flowing through her veins, the frustration and panic only brought it to a more intense, almost bubbling sensation.

 Emeth was right. Chaniya was exhausted, her eyelids alone could have proved his words more than accurate. But it was the act of surrendering to sleep….the dark… unknown…. that troubled her enough that she would defy sound logic and her body’s own demands.

((To Emeth love chaniya because I'm too tired to switch accounts))

son-of-the-glorious-one

Your name is a heavenly breath 

upon the cruel and scorched earth

  Emeth, Emeth, Emeth

the extent of your protection 

reaches unimaginable depths

the sound of your singing 

can heal wounds that have been stinging

Emeth,  Emeth, Emeth

how can you still behold me

when I am but a shadow of who I used to be

the warmth of your smile 

soothes me when nightmares plague the night

it is for you, and you only

I will keep putting up a fight

Emeth, Emeth, Emeth

you are my brother 

text: Ilmbo 

text: U what?

Text: U r joking, right. Emeth?