[ his head shakes slowly, words breathed out to the night... resignedly, almost. ]
Of course, of course... for words and names and Words and Names have ever been his, why should it not as well...
[ leans in closer, their foreheads almost touching, blue eyes seeming to watch a point beyond Ptou's face... fingers tightening ever so slightly. His voice yet even, neutral, as though he were asking of the time of day. ]
Shall I silence the voice, that wields such Words? Shall I not?
One would think, it would be better a thing not lingering long, in this new life.
Re: Day 8_(?), a late evening
[ his head shakes slowly, words breathed out to the night... resignedly, almost. ]
Of course, of course... for words and names and Words and Names have ever been his, why should it not as well...
[ leans in closer, their foreheads almost touching, blue eyes seeming to watch a point beyond Ptou's face... fingers tightening ever so slightly. His voice yet even, neutral, as though he were asking of the time of day. ]
Shall I silence the voice, that wields such Words? Shall I not?
One would think, it would be better a thing not lingering long, in this new life.