( Ah, the Goddess, is it... He has to wonder how Ish ended up the way he is when his mother-creator was rich with sunshine. (Where's the American sitcom of Ish's family with Ish as the weird goth child,) (ykw i'll just assume that's what his canon is)
But that's interesting, too. )
I'm only ever honest. ( But he seems quite happy Ish accepts it, this time around. ) What's a fun game to play? The castle has card games, board games, that table with the balls on it . . .
( Pool, he means. Not that he knows what it's called. Whatever Ish thinks might be fun for two people who aren't really human, he'd be happy to learn. )
But that's interesting, too. )
I'm only ever honest. ( But he seems quite happy Ish accepts it, this time around. ) What's a fun game to play? The castle has card games, board games, that table with the balls on it . . .
( Pool, he means. Not that he knows what it's called. Whatever Ish thinks might be fun for two people who aren't really human, he'd be happy to learn. )
( let norna have her greek romance
He watches Ish's expression, as intrigued by it as he is the slow unraveling of these things about himself that has been so hidden. A shame Ish isn't really a pearl. He thinks he'd love to pluck him up from the sand and hold Ish as he is, like this, careful within his hands. )
A dragon who's like a fish and a snake who's like a bird... We make for a funny pair.
( If only he were a bard... He'd be able to spin something nice out of it. )
You already have a picture of him, right? He's terrible. We're twins, so picture me, but nothing like me.
( Fondly, fondly... With eyes that water so slightly, but the warmth persists. )
... All arguments, rude, violent, bad-tempered, prideful... Stuck in his ways, might makes right! ( He says this almost with a laugh. ) He thought everyone was beneath him, and he was strong enough that no one could tell him no. If a mortal was improper in their worship or respect, he'd sink that whole mass of land. And people would get so scared of him, and he'd feel so good about it. He just loved to stalk about and be scary.
( His eyes soften in fond recollection - perhaps not a mirror to Ish's own, but its neighbor; something close, and just as fond. Missing something so much it feels like it's returned - for only a moment. )
But, oh, we would swim, and we would fly, and we'd do it as one. He tried to kill me all the time, you know? And he got so close so many times! But, you know, he loved me, and he hated that he did, so it became a game. We'd change the landscape of the sea and skies as we ran and chased.
I became clever and I learned how to charm him, I learned how to speak well and appeal to his affections... Not that I'm weak either, you know? I'm pretty tough! He'd be mad, but he'd praise me when I tricked him into some kind of trap, and we'd lick each other's wounds and we'd swim back to sleep all coiled up together in our den...
( ... and then, as the warmth of the memory fades, you're left with the cool, sobering chill of reality. His expression dims, very slightly.
Ah... )
... I wish I could have lived like that forever.
He watches Ish's expression, as intrigued by it as he is the slow unraveling of these things about himself that has been so hidden. A shame Ish isn't really a pearl. He thinks he'd love to pluck him up from the sand and hold Ish as he is, like this, careful within his hands. )
A dragon who's like a fish and a snake who's like a bird... We make for a funny pair.
( If only he were a bard... He'd be able to spin something nice out of it. )
You already have a picture of him, right? He's terrible. We're twins, so picture me, but nothing like me.
( Fondly, fondly... With eyes that water so slightly, but the warmth persists. )
... All arguments, rude, violent, bad-tempered, prideful... Stuck in his ways, might makes right! ( He says this almost with a laugh. ) He thought everyone was beneath him, and he was strong enough that no one could tell him no. If a mortal was improper in their worship or respect, he'd sink that whole mass of land. And people would get so scared of him, and he'd feel so good about it. He just loved to stalk about and be scary.
( His eyes soften in fond recollection - perhaps not a mirror to Ish's own, but its neighbor; something close, and just as fond. Missing something so much it feels like it's returned - for only a moment. )
But, oh, we would swim, and we would fly, and we'd do it as one. He tried to kill me all the time, you know? And he got so close so many times! But, you know, he loved me, and he hated that he did, so it became a game. We'd change the landscape of the sea and skies as we ran and chased.
I became clever and I learned how to charm him, I learned how to speak well and appeal to his affections... Not that I'm weak either, you know? I'm pretty tough! He'd be mad, but he'd praise me when I tricked him into some kind of trap, and we'd lick each other's wounds and we'd swim back to sleep all coiled up together in our den...
( ... and then, as the warmth of the memory fades, you're left with the cool, sobering chill of reality. His expression dims, very slightly.
Ah... )
... I wish I could have lived like that forever.
Exactly. He was truly free.
( Hwylryn seems happy Ish got the gist of it. He's so fond of his brother it's hard for him to extract a theme from him, to narrow him down into just a handful of words - but once Ish says it, he can't help but agree.
Gwawlyn was - is - wonderful. (Perhaps even more wonderful now that he's only memory.) )
If I didn't become the way I was, he really would've killed me. And I ended up liking the way I became. I loved meeting other creatures, and getting to know them... And Gwawlyn could handle all the domineering.
( It's that final remark that earns Hwylryn's quiet, and he closes his eyes, contemplative. He'd at some point drifted off toward the edge of the pond, and, gently, he pushes off from it, slowly drifting back.
There had been the briefest ember of malaise as he'd met the pond's edge - a broad ocean fish, trapped in such a small bowl. )
Is it?
( Slowly, he opens his eyes again. )
Some people have been saying we've been repeating all this... ( And it sure seemed the case - Junior's wound reopened; Hwylryn's grief refreshed... ) ... Is the time in here trapped? Moving, but only in a circle?
( Though, it seems, they're no longer as firmly anchored to this circle as they're meant to be. )
( Hwylryn seems happy Ish got the gist of it. He's so fond of his brother it's hard for him to extract a theme from him, to narrow him down into just a handful of words - but once Ish says it, he can't help but agree.
Gwawlyn was - is - wonderful. (Perhaps even more wonderful now that he's only memory.) )
If I didn't become the way I was, he really would've killed me. And I ended up liking the way I became. I loved meeting other creatures, and getting to know them... And Gwawlyn could handle all the domineering.
( It's that final remark that earns Hwylryn's quiet, and he closes his eyes, contemplative. He'd at some point drifted off toward the edge of the pond, and, gently, he pushes off from it, slowly drifting back.
There had been the briefest ember of malaise as he'd met the pond's edge - a broad ocean fish, trapped in such a small bowl. )
Is it?
( Slowly, he opens his eyes again. )
Some people have been saying we've been repeating all this... ( And it sure seemed the case - Junior's wound reopened; Hwylryn's grief refreshed... ) ... Is the time in here trapped? Moving, but only in a circle?
( Though, it seems, they're no longer as firmly anchored to this circle as they're meant to be. )
I wonder if asking about its nature would make a difference. Is the truth interesting?
( The question is honest - this is way out of his scope. What will he do with what he knows? Nothing useful, he figures.
But if it's a story worth knowing, he's intrigued. )
... Isn't it tiring, doing this over and over?
( If anything, Ish seemed a little bit... hmm... he sure had a reaction to them remembering. )
( The question is honest - this is way out of his scope. What will he do with what he knows? Nothing useful, he figures.
But if it's a story worth knowing, he's intrigued. )
... Isn't it tiring, doing this over and over?
( If anything, Ish seemed a little bit... hmm... he sure had a reaction to them remembering. )
That must feel nice. ( Being in control. ) Did you break out? Or are did you just take control for yourself?
( The whole bit about the truth is something he needs to think on. While lack of knowledge is itself powerlessness, having knowledge you can't act on is a sort of helplessness on its own. )
... If I were going to trade for something, I'd trade for something that'd help my friends. If knowing the true nature of this thing would let me do something for them... ( Well, then he would. ) ... but I'm not voracious like you. I don't know if just knowing is reward enough.
( The whole bit about the truth is something he needs to think on. While lack of knowledge is itself powerlessness, having knowledge you can't act on is a sort of helplessness on its own. )
... If I were going to trade for something, I'd trade for something that'd help my friends. If knowing the true nature of this thing would let me do something for them... ( Well, then he would. ) ... but I'm not voracious like you. I don't know if just knowing is reward enough.
Oh? Congratulations. That's a victory well-earned. I hope you at least took a vacation to relax, first, though. Right?
( u did it 🎉 otsuuuu (please rest)
Unfortunately, this knowledge doesn't help Hwylryn because, despite everything, he's completely paralysed when it comes to people he likes. That's the whole thing. He likes Ish, so even if he could push Ish until he broke, too, he wouldn't really want to... )
For knowledge, right? You have so many specialties.
( magical and otherwise! ur very smart )
( u did it 🎉 otsuuuu (please rest)
Unfortunately, this knowledge doesn't help Hwylryn because, despite everything, he's completely paralysed when it comes to people he likes. That's the whole thing. He likes Ish, so even if he could push Ish until he broke, too, he wouldn't really want to... )
For knowledge, right? You have so many specialties.
( magical and otherwise! ur very smart )
( awww )
Just think of it as a game.
( Pride is serious! )
Well, it's an activity two people can do...
( For once, he's not even thinking of how that sounds,
also for bookkeeping his heart definitely seized when ish mentioned his brother in the context of wishes, but hwy talked past it, )
Just think of it as a game.
( Pride is serious! )
Well, it's an activity two people can do...
( For once, he's not even thinking of how that sounds,
also for bookkeeping his heart definitely seized when ish mentioned his brother in the context of wishes, but hwy talked past it, )
( omg stop the presses
wait don't get distracted )
Next time, you have to join me as a fish. But only if I get to be aquatic, too.
( A miniature dragon, please, let him swim, he's on his fins and knees, )
Okay, let's see... It's something Primrose does every night...
( he doesn't know if Ish looks but he guesses he'll find out (they just go to bed no parties in there) (except thursdays apparently) )
wait don't get distracted )
Next time, you have to join me as a fish. But only if I get to be aquatic, too.
( A miniature dragon, please, let him swim, he's on his fins and knees, )
Okay, let's see... It's something Primrose does every night...
( he doesn't know if Ish looks but he guesses he'll find out (they just go to bed no parties in there) (except thursdays apparently) )
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