>>5214939It’s Behemoth’s turn to go perfectly still, the implications of Morningstar’s words slowly sinking in to him and Ziz, both, as Leviathan suddenly snaps back to their senses
“NO…NO NO NO, THAT’S IMPOSSIBLE. I THOUGHT WE HAD MORE TIME, BUT…BUT THIS MAKES NO SENSE!” They mutter frantically, flitting in a tight, panicked circle. “HOW?! HOW ARE YOU STILL-?”
aliveI’m not quite sureperhaps it is the nature of my prisonperhaps it’s the simple factthat I didn’t waste my energyin a mad scrambleto hold on to poweror maybejust maybeit’s because I clungto the virtue closestto this one’s heartMorningstar’s attention shifts to you, his spotlight warm with something that could almost be called admiration.
defianceIt’s silent, for a moment, as the reality of their father’s situation covers his children like a pall. Leviathan’s spinning, mind working in loops to understand, to counter, to think of a way to stop that which Morningstar’s species tried and failed to. Behemoth is turned away, moving not an inch, uttering not a sound.
“How…how long?” Ziz finally chokes out. “How much longer do we…do you have?”
it was my intentto see this throughto the endand I willno matter what“WE…WE NEED TO CUT THE CALL.” Leviathan declares suddenly, rounding on you. “IT MUST BE BURNING THROUGH A COLOSSAL AMOUNT OF STORED ENERGY FOR FATHER TO KEEP THIS UP. WE CAN’T AFFORD TO-“
noMorningstar’s words cut through Leviathan’s frantic mutterings like a calcite edge, robbing his child of the urgent momentum that had been building with a voice that carries both resolve and acceptance, in equal measure.
the only currency I havethe only thing of worthis timespending it herewith youso closeto the endis timewellspentThen, to you…
you are so nearto the endand yetso farask mewhat you willand I willofferwh-whathelpI can>>Write-InYOU ARE IN CONTROL