[ Alina rubs her thumb across her collarbone. Between her hair, which is down around her shoulders, and her tunic, her collar is hidden well enough. Maybe it looks like an idle touch, maybe it looks a little more purposeful, as she feels one of the breaks in her skin through the fabric. Her brows are knotted together in focused concentration.
Was she strangled by fate? The stories and mythos built around the idea of the Sun Saint? She hadn't asked or it or wished for it. At first she had actually resented it, asked for some way it could possibly be taken from her.
Now that it has, it feels like a piece of her is missing. And the stories are just stories again. ]
That's... interesting. [ Alina, always the excellent (ahem) actress does an incredibly poor job of hiding the fact that the gears in her head have sunken their teeth into a concept and are currently working very hard. ] I mostly just was wondering why he didn't cut himself down.
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[ Alina rubs her thumb across her collarbone. Between her hair, which is down around her shoulders, and her tunic, her collar is hidden well enough. Maybe it looks like an idle touch, maybe it looks a little more purposeful, as she feels one of the breaks in her skin through the fabric. Her brows are knotted together in focused concentration.
Was she strangled by fate? The stories and mythos built around the idea of the Sun Saint? She hadn't asked or it or wished for it. At first she had actually resented it, asked for some way it could possibly be taken from her.
Now that it has, it feels like a piece of her is missing. And the stories are just stories again. ]
That's... interesting. [ Alina, always the excellent (ahem) actress does an incredibly poor job of hiding the fact that the gears in her head have sunken their teeth into a concept and are currently working very hard. ] I mostly just was wondering why he didn't cut himself down.