He thumbed the pin. "Thank you. Yes, I'd like that. I could use more
recreation. I think...magic like that will probably be all right. So long
as it remains impersonal; from without. Allegiances and blood are where it
gets tricky. But nicely." Ted did not want talk of sorcery to spoil the
sliver of night they had left.
He wiped his eyes on his sleeve. "sniff Ahah, have you lived so long and
yet not known this? Well, I don't blame you. It confuses me too. Sorry, I'm
dithering. Better compose myself before waxing poetic." He took a deep
breath, smiling nervously.
"That gives it away doesn't it? Ah well. All this time you had seemed so
innocent, so childlike. I looked at you and saw the sun. This...was a hasty
error. I know now that you're too fierce to be innocent, and too old to be
childlike. But you are so like! How could it be? Unless you did have
the sun's light, though it did not originate with you." This was not levied
as an accusation, but gentled as an innocent fact.
He looked towards the perpetual, celestial backdrop of Castlevania. "The
second of my follies was my assumption that even that lunar sphere was but
another tool of Castlevania, making madness, and wolves of men. Alas, that
such cynicism should infect. Truthfully it is a safeguard; a light to make
sure even the deepest shadows do not overreach.
Do you see it now? You're The Moon. A reflected light that guides through
the dark; a radiant reserve that survives the encroaching gloom. Your eyes
even eclipse." He smiled, repainting the visage that had struck terror into
a joke. "You were my guide into the unknown; a lamp to light the path.
Every time my base nature threatened to undo me; flight and fight, those
two wolves nipping at my heels, you thrust them back deep into the waters
of the subconscious.
With your second-hand light, you've brought peace to journey. Again I dub
thee: The Moon. My little lunatic."
He finished, exhaling again. Ted then promptly blushed, having escaped the
moment he was caught up in. Most normal people would've filed a restraining
order by this point, so Ted was counting on Koishi's abnormality to let it
slide. "Hah, I'm sorry. I may have gone too far..."
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He thumbed the pin. "Thank you. Yes, I'd like that. I could use more recreation. I think...magic like that will probably be all right. So long as it remains impersonal; from without. Allegiances and blood are where it gets tricky. But nicely." Ted did not want talk of sorcery to spoil the sliver of night they had left.
He wiped his eyes on his sleeve. "sniff Ahah, have you lived so long and yet not known this? Well, I don't blame you. It confuses me too. Sorry, I'm dithering. Better compose myself before waxing poetic." He took a deep breath, smiling nervously.
"That gives it away doesn't it? Ah well. All this time you had seemed so innocent, so childlike. I looked at you and saw the sun. This...was a hasty error. I know now that you're too fierce to be innocent, and too old to be childlike. But you are so like! How could it be? Unless you did have the sun's light, though it did not originate with you." This was not levied as an accusation, but gentled as an innocent fact.
He looked towards the perpetual, celestial backdrop of Castlevania. "The second of my follies was my assumption that even that lunar sphere was but another tool of Castlevania, making madness, and wolves of men. Alas, that such cynicism should infect. Truthfully it is a safeguard; a light to make sure even the deepest shadows do not overreach.
Do you see it now? You're The Moon. A reflected light that guides through the dark; a radiant reserve that survives the encroaching gloom. Your eyes even eclipse." He smiled, repainting the visage that had struck terror into a joke. "You were my guide into the unknown; a lamp to light the path. Every time my base nature threatened to undo me; flight and fight, those two wolves nipping at my heels, you thrust them back deep into the waters of the subconscious.
With your second-hand light, you've brought peace to journey. Again I dub thee: The Moon. My little lunatic."
He finished, exhaling again. Ted then promptly blushed, having escaped the moment he was caught up in. Most normal people would've filed a restraining order by this point, so Ted was counting on Koishi's abnormality to let it slide. "Hah, I'm sorry. I may have gone too far..."