@KEPHALSON you say that like i make a habit of staying up overnight . hm? this time, i’ve been researching the black tide … more specifically— ‘why can a phenomenon that appears to be a physical threat also corrupt the minds of gods?’
how flattering, to have my character deduced by someone whose only apparent talent is reaching high places. ( he draws the book toward himself, a faint quirk touching the corner of his lips. )
( anaxa’s gaze shifts from the offered relic to mydei, expression remaining cool despite the intrusion into his personal space. with a slight lift of his chin, he reaches for the volume, slender fingers closing around its worn spine. )
( zero shame governs next stride as he crowds straight into the scholar’s personal space, broad frame casting a heavy shadow over him. tracking where anaxa’s hand had just faltered, mydei uses his stature to pinpoint the lofty »
it is now about the boringness of it, it’s about how peaceful it is. i can hear my own thoughts without hearing my name be butchered, for starters. ( a raised brow, sitting against the edge of his desk as arms crossed over his chest. ) you don’t often visit the grove …
chaos of not, it ‘s too quiet here. are you not bored with how silent it is? [ grin bears the weight of a thousand sun, flashing upon the scholar. ] can ‘t tell me to leave now, i ‘m already here anyways!
( his gaze softens, if only by a fraction, before he turns away with a quiet hum. ) regardless, i suppose some convictions are not so easily dissuaded. who am i to discourage you?
( a contemplative gaze, a faint hum escaping him at such stubborn resolve, persisting even when the odds were less than favorable. ) how noble. though, i wonder if your persistence is born of loyalty, or an inability to accept that some things lie beyond your reach.
a notion you had provided to us at some point in time . ﹝ the man recalled with a subtle lilt of mirth . phalanges curl , a force of acknowledgement communicated through touch , before withdrawing . ﹞
it is ... but it won't stop my efforts to aid my comrades .
( he turns to a towering shelf, slender fingers tracing the dust-covered spines. )
if you insist, then the works that question what their authors were forbidden to answer. those that challenge sacred doctrine and leave one to think for oneself.
( the title earns him a sidelong glance, one brow lifting at the prince’s lavish praise. yet, the question that follows proves far more interesting. ) the highest place? how presumptuous of you to assume there is only one.
( towering shelves standing laden with ancient dust wrought breath of marvel from mydei’s lips, grove’s reputation as the preeminent sanctuary of knowledge altogether is indisputable. and such knowledge manifested in the scholar’s refined »
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