#01. grishildr

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@grishildr​ | ♥’d.

               he almost does not approach her. bewildered as he                             already is, adrift in a land so strange and not quite                             his own, she is something hauntingly familiar.                             something hauntingly glorious. (he is only a forest                             child, wrapped in humble balms and earthly greens,                             but even he knows she is not of his plane.) she is                             royalty, some fell divinity, swathed in celestial threads                             spun by the gods themselves. it burns to be in her                             presence --- just as much as it soothes.

               he almost does not approach her. but she is WISDOM,                             says his COURAGE, she is WISDOM; the same                             WISDOM he has tried so hard to protect and defend                             and cherish and aid. (so he follows the gods’ will.                             steels his resolve. takes three steps forward, tugs                             gently at silken cloth.)

                                        ❝ high---....ness. ❞ slowly uttered, softly                                         breathed, every letter sits heavily ‘pon his                                         laden tongue. ❝ you...are...? ❞