[Ted gave a small 'uhf' as the weight was re-applied. The allegory was very fine, at least. Namur had deflated and crushed his dreams just as surely as his flattened form now. The vest was keeping things bearable.
Actually, this wasn't so bad. He did say he could hug Namur once he'd discovered his good deeds. This felt similar. It just hurt, having his ideals doused like that. He could weep.
But he didn't weep. There was a kind of peace in surrender, as he closed his eyes, then laughed almost imperceptibly. He really could nap here. But need he surrender? Was Namur a lost cause? Could the treasure be unburied? Could the gold be dug out of the dross? It hurt to hope, but it hurt to extinguish it. Much like he is now. Down, but not out. Just...comfortable, and silently so.]
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Re: action
Date: 2016-08-28 09:10 pm (UTC)Actually, this wasn't so bad. He did say he could hug Namur once he'd discovered his good deeds. This felt similar. It just hurt, having his ideals doused like that. He could weep.
But he didn't weep. There was a kind of peace in surrender, as he closed his eyes, then laughed almost imperceptibly. He really could nap here. But need he surrender? Was Namur a lost cause? Could the treasure be unburied? Could the gold be dug out of the dross? It hurt to hope, but it hurt to extinguish it. Much like he is now. Down, but not out. Just...comfortable, and silently so.]