[ Here, there is an amused loft of brow, Sion's hand falling away from Julius' face if only to muffle the gentle sound of his own laughter. ]
Trees are human. [ —human, the word falls from the King's lips with a sovereign resonance, a hum which is fathomless, primordial, and deep. ] And all things human are trees.
All living things, be they creatures or plants, are comprised of the very same magic, therefore...! Each and every denizen of Menoris is pure of heart.
[ To begin with, but this the King does not say. ]
idk what else you were expecting
[ Here, there is an amused loft of brow, Sion's hand falling away from Julius' face if only to muffle the gentle sound of his own laughter. ]
Trees are human. [ —human, the word falls from the King's lips with a sovereign resonance, a hum which is fathomless, primordial, and deep. ] And all things human are trees.
All living things, be they creatures or plants, are comprised of the very same magic, therefore...! Each and every denizen of Menoris is pure of heart.
[ To begin with, but this the King does not say. ]