-Watches-
Everyone remember this. We're privileged to witness it.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-The egg hatches into a sprout-
-It begins growing, the roots wrapping around the driftwood and eventually engulfing it-
-It continues growing, until it looms above them despite it being far off in the distance-
-It keeps going-
-It dwarfs even the largest buildings, then cities, and smaller branches split into smaller branches split into smaller branches, growing vines and fungi and fields of grass-
-For each tree and lake and river, there is a keeper, and hundreds, then thousands, then millions of nymphs spring forth, unseen but their voices quietly whispering through the leaves-
-But for a tree this size, to watch over them all, there must be two-
-One of them watches this looking a bit sad-
-It's now the size of a planet, but still largely empty-
...It will take time.
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistCreating life is not the same as preventing it from ending. I could have saved more. I could have gotten more out.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?(little Millia really can't say much about this, her face is just frozen in awe of the planetary spectacle before her, it dawns on her that she is seeing new life spring forth from almost nothing, a far cry from her usual day of dealing with the deaths of things)
(crap I think she's actually crying a little)
(Millia Rage is similarly entranced)
I hope time is all you need.
"Shake the dust." - Anis MojganiPerhaps. I hope it is under less aggravated circumstances.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Travis points a thumb at the freshly-made world-
That world you're making. I don't care what the hell else you do with it, but the shit you were pulling with humans has got to go.
No more slavery, no more pawning people off like fucking cattle, no more of this gonzo invisibility memory-erasing what-the-fuck-ever magic bullshit.
I can't even remember who was bitter over whose hubby getting killed, but that shit's done. People are people, not property, and you and everyone you make are gonna start fuckin' treating them that way, got it?
edited 9th Dec '14 1:15:18 AM by MacDuffy
-Looks at Travis with...-
-I can't even begin to figure out that expression-
-Surprise? Judgement? Approval? Harshness?-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

-There's nothing behind the tree-
-Literally-
-They're suspended in an endless void-
-There's an old bit of driftwood in there with them-
-Places it on the driftwood and sets it floating away-
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist