A night like any other. The walkway gently curves its way down to the shore, following the bend of the land their city is built along. Emet-Selch strolls without hurry, eyes searching out the one who had called him there.
They are easy to spot. They are the only one who would have the boldness to stand out by the sea with their robes hitched up and the waves lapping at their feet.
"Hythlodaeus sends his apologies. A sudden urgent matter forces him to remain at the Bureau," he says tersely once he draws within range. Urgent, his foot - it's obvious what Hythlodaeus is playing at by calling out so suddenly.
Their laughter sends an odd flutter through his heart. They point up towards the stars.
"Look, aren't they beautiful?"
His gaze follows their hand, lingers on the glittering canvas above. "They look the same night after night," he says dourly. "Tonight is no different." But does he mean the stars or the light of so many brilliant souls dancing amongst them?
They huff. He drags his gaze back down and watches them spin to face him. Their mouth moves but he doesn't quite register the words, and he swallows back those hovering upon his own tongue, heart hammering in his chest.
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Date: 2020-11-13 09:12 am (UTC)They are easy to spot. They are the only one who would have the boldness to stand out by the sea with their robes hitched up and the waves lapping at their feet.
"Hythlodaeus sends his apologies. A sudden urgent matter forces him to remain at the Bureau," he says tersely once he draws within range. Urgent, his foot - it's obvious what Hythlodaeus is playing at by calling out so suddenly.
Their laughter sends an odd flutter through his heart. They point up towards the stars.
"Look, aren't they beautiful?"
His gaze follows their hand, lingers on the glittering canvas above. "They look the same night after night," he says dourly. "Tonight is no different." But does he mean the stars or the light of so many brilliant souls dancing amongst them?
They huff. He drags his gaze back down and watches them spin to face him. Their mouth moves but he doesn't quite register the words, and he swallows back those hovering upon his own tongue, heart hammering in his chest.
Your star will always shine brightest in my eyes.