[ Which doesn't help how off-putting it is when it turns out to be warm like that, as though he is touching flesh rather than stone or wood. More like... a person. Childermass will draw closer, leaning down to listen at the door for once, after all these other doors, and wonder.
Surely there's no breathing, right? It's just a warm door, made of... this gunk, but hardened? ]
[ no, no beating. so we can all be happy about that as not so oddly, there will be no noise coming from the door, well, no noise that would be made by anything living. there will sounds, but whether those will be a blessing or a curse for childremass to hear is another matter entirely. he might like this sort of noise.
as for ludger, the voices of the dead don't have an entirely popular opinion on the flower. while they do not understand it, they do refer to it as a monster. ]
[ dr who sounds wowww Childermass listens at the door for a bit, taking in the sounds, mysterious though they are. It is... He isn't sure, and he hardly knows how to feel about them, but it is not breathing or screaming or anything like that. Good enough.
He leans back again and turns to shoot a glance Ludger's way. It seems to be that time again... ]
If you do not see anything else, then it is time for us to go.
[ This time, he will leave his wish behind. The wish to live when he returns home, to be certain of it, to survive. Ultimately, he either will or will not, and that will be that. He has already given up an eye and room in his own head for a beastly royal personage; time to try something else. ]
[ one last glance back at all the wailing people, and Ludger will take the wishes of the dying with him. they can't ever be fulfilled - but someone should remember them. ]
[ to give up the assurance of knowing that you will live is a brave one, childremass. not many people would think to give up such certainty in their lives when nothing can be easily predicted. then again, here we have ludger who has taken on something very few would think to do.
plenty of times people will make mention of how they'll take the sentiments of the dead with them, but here is ludger doing it not much metaphorically but literally. their wishes to see another day, that the queen (king) should fall (murdered for her crimes, face the same horrors that she inflicted on others), and that their family safe being the loudest of the wishes that were made. he might not think them of being able to be fulfilled but
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[ Which doesn't help how off-putting it is when it turns out to be warm like that, as though he is touching flesh rather than stone or wood. More like... a person. Childermass will draw closer, leaning down to listen at the door for once, after all these other doors, and wonder.
Surely there's no breathing, right? It's just a warm door, made of... this gunk, but hardened? ]
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so do the voices of the dying have anything to say about the flower Ludger picked up? ]
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as for ludger, the voices of the dead don't have an entirely popular opinion on the flower. while they do not understand it, they do refer to it as a monster. ]
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dr who sounds wowwwChildermass listens at the door for a bit, taking in the sounds, mysterious though they are. It is... He isn't sure, and he hardly knows how to feel about them, but it is not breathing or screaming or anything like that. Good enough.He leans back again and turns to shoot a glance Ludger's way. It seems to be that time again... ]
If you do not see anything else, then it is time for us to go.
[ This time, he will leave his wish behind. The wish to live when he returns home, to be certain of it, to survive. Ultimately, he either will or will not, and that will be that. He has already given up an eye and room in his own head for a beastly royal personage; time to try something else. ]
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[ one last glance back at all the wailing people, and Ludger will take the wishes of the dying with him. they can't ever be fulfilled - but someone should remember them. ]
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plenty of times people will make mention of how they'll take the sentiments of the dead with them, but here is ludger doing it not much metaphorically but literally. their wishes to see another day, that the queen (king) should fall (murdered for her crimes, face the same horrors that she inflicted on others), and that their family safe being the loudest of the wishes that were made. he might not think them of being able to be fulfilled but
perhaps it can ]