[ At the place where Sion called 'home' in this realm, secluded and banking the ocean. Tea awaits the two of them—a God living amongst humans and a human combating the scourge of his own Godhood—a spread which is whimsy, somehow quaint, as it sits beneath the shade of a garden alcove.
Polite to a fault, Sion ensures that his guest takes his seat before doing the same, legs crossed elegantly at the ankles as he goes through the motions of pouring tea (a fragrant, floral blend) and portioning out sweets.
But for however carefree the setting might be, Sion's voice is solemn when he speaks: ]
There are a great many things I have wished to ask of you for quite some time, but I have struggled with finding the proper words for the questions.
[ Giving pause, he lowers his eyes, pale as snow lashes fanning over lambent gold— ] You and I are kindred. Or rather, perhaps we will be so someday soon. Knowing this... is something which terrifies me.
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[ At the place where Sion called 'home' in this realm, secluded and banking the ocean. Tea awaits the two of them—a God living amongst humans and a human combating the scourge of his own Godhood—a spread which is whimsy, somehow quaint, as it sits beneath the shade of a garden alcove.
Polite to a fault, Sion ensures that his guest takes his seat before doing the same, legs crossed elegantly at the ankles as he goes through the motions of pouring tea (a fragrant, floral blend) and portioning out sweets.
But for however carefree the setting might be, Sion's voice is solemn when he speaks: ]
There are a great many things I have wished to ask of you for quite some time, but I have struggled with finding the proper words for the questions.
[ Giving pause, he lowers his eyes, pale as snow lashes fanning over lambent gold— ] You and I are kindred. Or rather, perhaps we will be so someday soon. Knowing this... is something which terrifies me.