"Other people. I'm not like them. The rules are different for me than they are for you, which is, I assume, this rotten thing isn't eating you alive like it is me."
The green light of the rift shard pulses wide, wider. It is a green fire, fingers licking from the lioness's paw. It wreaths the limb with winding snake of flame - burning and unburning, snarling and soundless. It is a thing that makes and ruins. He can feel the pull of it in every part of him, on every plane.
"You are flesh and bone; I," he says, puffing out his chest. "Am a spirit of air and fire. Being tied to a point is as unnatural as being sucked through a straw. Do you know what that feels like, hmm? To be made into a meal for something else?"
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Date: 2019-08-17 01:18 am (UTC)The green light of the rift shard pulses wide, wider. It is a green fire, fingers licking from the lioness's paw. It wreaths the limb with winding snake of flame - burning and unburning, snarling and soundless. It is a thing that makes and ruins. He can feel the pull of it in every part of him, on every plane.
"You are flesh and bone; I," he says, puffing out his chest. "Am a spirit of air and fire. Being tied to a point is as unnatural as being sucked through a straw. Do you know what that feels like, hmm? To be made into a meal for something else?"