To be possessed of the notion that I would somehow leave you behind—
[ Serenity? Not gone, not entirely (the Director is smiling, still, ever one to keep his composure until the end), but tempered into the most stalwart of convictions when despondency coils and curls, knotting into a weight within his chest. It settles there like a thing alive, as the others (people treasured and adored, retreating for all the faith they held in Julius, their friend) fall away, leaving Julius to walk alone and walk forward, but...
When flanked by three constructs such as the golems (God Arc Soldiers), Julius who stands taller than the Director himself seems so very small, and it is as though the man is consigning himself to a fate other than what he and Sion had spoken of not so very long ago.
(You, who are carrying so much regret and despair--... This cannot possibly be what you want, Julius.)
It is then that Sion decides (in an instant), acts (swiftly), and gives life to a platform of light which hovers in mid-air, the stand strategically employed by the Director when he bursts forward (with all the speed he'd used on the day when he'd carried Julius in his arms), and...!
Vaults over the trio of of golems (the fall of his hair streaking behind him like wings), dismounting before Julius to impede the man's path, Sion's pretty, gilded heels digging into the dirt as he lifts an arm to further obstruct the way...!! ]
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[ Serenity? Not gone, not entirely (the Director is smiling, still, ever one to keep his composure until the end), but tempered into the most stalwart of convictions when despondency coils and curls, knotting into a weight within his chest. It settles there like a thing alive, as the others (people treasured and adored, retreating for all the faith they held in Julius, their friend) fall away, leaving Julius to walk alone and walk forward, but...
When flanked by three constructs such as the golems (God Arc Soldiers), Julius who stands taller than the Director himself seems so very small, and it is as though the man is consigning himself to a fate other than what he and Sion had spoken of not so very long ago.
(You, who are carrying so much regret and despair--... This cannot possibly be what you want, Julius.)
It is then that Sion decides (in an instant), acts (swiftly), and gives life to a platform of light which hovers in mid-air, the stand strategically employed by the Director when he bursts forward (with all the speed he'd used on the day when he'd carried Julius in his arms), and...!
Vaults over the trio of of golems (the fall of his hair streaking behind him like wings), dismounting before Julius to impede the man's path, Sion's pretty, gilded heels digging into the dirt as he lifts an arm to further obstruct the way...!! ]