Tronethiel
The Absurdist
Grimm stood at the helm of the airship, his cloak of shadows billowing about him, and began to speak aloud in wraspy tones, "There is a time in every person's life when they must seize the threads of fate and weave a tapestry for the ages. The product of this time brings forth a monument to their their legacy, their greatness, and to all the things for which they desire to be remembered. For I, this was such a time, and I will spew forth a life of art. Art such as the Cathedral had never seen, accomplishments of which the likes no man, nor woman, could fathom. This is my time and like a blood-crazed frothing mustang aflame I will ride it to victory, to recognition. to..."
Would you be so kind as to stop muttering such idiocy at the wind. You know I can hear you right? It's bad enough that I can hear you thoughts much less having to listen to your aimless ranting . Wraith interjected.
Grimm frowned beneath the folds of shadow surrounding his face. "I told you not to interrupt me when I'm monologuing. Now shut up and billow."
I thought you were supposed to be the dark and brooding archetype. Your present mutterings sound much too knightly and valorous. That however, is besides the point, you are annoying me.
"Damn, you might be right," Grimm said. "I'm might have to give it a bit more thought. For now I'll just stare into the distance a steady pulse of dread. You'd better pick up the billowing asap."
Demons! This is not what I..
"I said shut up and billow!"
Grimm poised his feet and bent his shoulders forward, lifting his gaze towards the sky. This will do for now, he thought as people began to gather behind him on the ship's deck. He glanced backward, trying to see what the commotion was about. They were all looking past him, so he returned his gaze to the skyline. The Cathedral loomed ahead of them, piercing the sky like the finger of some forgotten ancient. Yes, this would do quite nicely, a most fitting backdrop for the dark wonders that would soon fill his future as an exorcist. He spoke out again in raspy tones, but this time someone was around to here. "Let us see then what the tides of time bring, what the waves of fortune deliver....Attempt to crush us beneath your fury oh evil flood, we shall beat you back, we shall prevail!" With that Wraith's billowing intensified and Grimm looked on in anticipation.
Would you be so kind as to stop muttering such idiocy at the wind. You know I can hear you right? It's bad enough that I can hear you thoughts much less having to listen to your aimless ranting . Wraith interjected.
Grimm frowned beneath the folds of shadow surrounding his face. "I told you not to interrupt me when I'm monologuing. Now shut up and billow."
I thought you were supposed to be the dark and brooding archetype. Your present mutterings sound much too knightly and valorous. That however, is besides the point, you are annoying me.
"Damn, you might be right," Grimm said. "I'm might have to give it a bit more thought. For now I'll just stare into the distance a steady pulse of dread. You'd better pick up the billowing asap."
Demons! This is not what I..
"I said shut up and billow!"
Grimm poised his feet and bent his shoulders forward, lifting his gaze towards the sky. This will do for now, he thought as people began to gather behind him on the ship's deck. He glanced backward, trying to see what the commotion was about. They were all looking past him, so he returned his gaze to the skyline. The Cathedral loomed ahead of them, piercing the sky like the finger of some forgotten ancient. Yes, this would do quite nicely, a most fitting backdrop for the dark wonders that would soon fill his future as an exorcist. He spoke out again in raspy tones, but this time someone was around to here. "Let us see then what the tides of time bring, what the waves of fortune deliver....Attempt to crush us beneath your fury oh evil flood, we shall beat you back, we shall prevail!" With that Wraith's billowing intensified and Grimm looked on in anticipation.
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