Circle
Just as he had fell asleep, Hunger awoke without much fanfare. Though the moon had briefly escaped, ushered away by the warm hand of dawn, the edifice of the temple itself still hung over the small party. It tickled the back of his mind. His dreams were haunted by its constant vigil, and waking to its looming presence was no great help to his recovery.
He stood slowly, feeling the throbbing sensation in his liver flare up briefly as he stood. Nothing he couldn't live with. Certainly, compared to the Self he had burned away against the Tyrant, this sort of pain was comforting. It was his, even if it hurt - the pain was his to keep.
Versch felt warm against his back. Even garbed in the Evening itself he could feel the warmth of life, of power within. Reaching out through his ring, he felt the connection between them. It wasn't a physical thing, and he had nothing better to do, so he let his mind drift as he leaned back and thought of far off places, just the fragments of ideas he once had.
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The sun was gleaming in the sky, fully overhead now. Beneath the shadow of Versch, Hunger opened his eyes. He could see Gisena and Letrizia sitting not too far away, under a crop of trees not much taller than Versch himself. If they noticed him stir, they gave no sign of it and continued chatting as the wind caught gently upon the land and whisked it about them.
It had only been a few hours, from morning till noon, yet already Versch felt more whole than before. It felt as though his desire for places elsewhere and elsewhen had guided their connection, and in turn the healing he had wrought. It was a small thing, very small indeed, but Hunger smiled. Turning his back on the temple, at least for now, he stepped towards his friends.
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It hadn't taken much convincing. He had scarcely uttered "excursion" before Letrizia had riposte with a swift "vacation!" The two eyed each other for a moment before a prodigal sorceress threw her hat into the ring. Whatever his intentions had been, it seemed the end result had already been determined. They were going to go have some fun. Somewhere far beyond the looming reach of the temple.
Had they planned this together? As he slept, had the two conspired together for his well being? He couldn't be upset if that was truth. Gisena was immensely wise. It was entirely possible after her Sorceress advancement that she had already determined he was currently unfit for battle within the Inner temple. Sharing such with Letrizia, it would have been an easy thing to get her on board.
Swiftly after the... "discussion", the temple receded behind them. Drifting into the past. not out of mind, an impossibility, but at least out of sight. Perhaps far enough away he could dream of something other than the shackled halo above the Temple. With the help of his friends, it just may be possible.
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Here is a short one for funsies, never underestimate the power of +friendship!