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[Some consider owls to be omens of death,] Dross said. [Especially mice.]
Dross's dry humor is the best
Lindon stretched his hand out, reaching for her face. She stared at the hand approaching, thoughts whirling in place. Her heart hammered harder. But his hand moved past her, reaching the side of the wall. She turned her eyes to follow him. A door opened in midair.
ngl, whatever Yerin was thinking at that time was also what I was thinking
[Say, here’s an idle thought: do you think you could take me out of your head and put me in his? Not that I think he's better than you, or anything. Of course not. But uh...could you think about it?]
it would be awesome to know what Eithan is thinking most of the time
“There are three steps to reaching Underlord. Mastering yourself, mastering the world around you, and then connecting yourself to the world. It’s the third step that’s the most mysterious.”
“It is a personal revelation,” Eithan said. “A true, deep understanding of yourself that causes the soulfire inside you to resonate with the aura around you, activating your advancement.”
The baby squirrel had finally left the nest and grown into a...well, squirrels never turned into anything scary. Call it an ancient sacred squirrel.
Seeing Eithan without his swagger was twisted and wrong. Like night falling at noonday.
Finally, Charity turned to him. “I will make myself clear. If you face Wei Shi Lindon before you reach Underlord, you will surely die.”
such an indirect badass moment for Lindon
Lindon imprinted Eithan’s expression of pure astonishment in his memory forever.
fan art anyone?
Dross, by contrast, laughed along with him. [Aw, go on! No, really, please continue.]
me imagining Dross puffing up from all those compliments Eithan gave him
“Humans have to discover what drives their souls to action,” Orthos continued. “It’s the spark that starts their transformation. Sacred beasts do not have to discover who we are. We have to choose.”
He felt a little uncomfortable doing it, but he had to adjust to his new status. He decided where he could go, not her.
The voice in my head agreeing with Lindon
Lesson learned. He couldn't go anywhere he wanted.
The voice in my head blaming Lindon for not listening to the nurse/doctor
He looked like he had aged five years, but in the best possible way. He looked less like a sect leader’s evil son, and more like…well, a sect leader.
...not wearing his mother's robe this time
“I will also allow each of you to take all that you can carry from this place.” Lindon's void key zipped open. Everyone looked at him. “Apologies,” he said, cutting off the flow of madra. “Forgiveness, please.”
Me imagining this serious and quiet moment being interrupted by the sound of the zipper opening... if the void key has any zipper at all, I always imagine the opening to be some kind of door
