. . .
' We really must stop meeting this way, Gale. The others may talk. '
A weary attempt at a usually biting jab ; Astarion still seems transfixed on the flight of the bird.
𝘚𝘢𝘥. Bitter and benumbed. His raggedness shows dark beneath his brilliant eyes.
#germㅤᵕ̈
I don't have a ton of muse for Astarion at the moment so for the time being I'm gonna be over on @devioussniper.bsky.social ; if any of you are into zombies or okay with crossing verses I'll see you there too 🫶
. . .
' It was just a canary, Gale . . . Beautiful, though, wasn't she.ᐣ
I am not purposefully miserable, you know. If I could see the significance of something so delicate surviving out here, I would. But perhaps the gods just have their . . . 𝘍𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴. '
