The words are unexpected enough that it wakes Hythlodaeus all the way. Slowly, he raises himself up a little to look at Hades properly--
--and freezes. Though the sun has risen, the room flooded with soft light, what greets his eyes is the familiar velvet purple of a gentle night. Darker than he remembers, rougher, changed - but how could he not recognize it?
His breath catches in his throat as he stares, unable to look away. Out of the corner of his eye can see it, the gentle glow of the surrounding world, but that pales in comparison to the sight directly before him. Hythlodaeus raises a trembling hand, carding his fingers through his friend's hair, almost reverentially.
i would appreciate if exarch stopped messing with the timeline
The words are unexpected enough that it wakes Hythlodaeus all the way. Slowly, he raises himself up a little to look at Hades properly--
--and freezes. Though the sun has risen, the room flooded with soft light, what greets his eyes is the familiar velvet purple of a gentle night. Darker than he remembers, rougher, changed - but how could he not recognize it?
His breath catches in his throat as he stares, unable to look away. Out of the corner of his eye can see it, the gentle glow of the surrounding world, but that pales in comparison to the sight directly before him. Hythlodaeus raises a trembling hand, carding his fingers through his friend's hair, almost reverentially.
"Hades-- I see it too... I can see you again..."