[The base was empty. Very very empty, except for one... well. Person wasn't really the word, was it? Not anymore.
What shreds of Orym still existed had been subsumed, for the moment at least, when he realized that Dorian was gone. No, that wasn't right. Dorian had been taken away from him by people who were supposed to be his friends.
Dorian had left.
The bard would find himself aware, bit by bit, of a shadow following him in the darkness. And then a voice, still Orym's voice, but strange somehow. Wrong. And seemingly coming from all directions, or perhaps speaking directly into Dorian's mind.]
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Date: 2024-11-07 03:05 am (UTC)What shreds of Orym still existed had been subsumed, for the moment at least, when he realized that Dorian was gone. No, that wasn't right. Dorian had been taken away from him by people who were supposed to be his friends.
Dorian had left.
The bard would find himself aware, bit by bit, of a shadow following him in the darkness. And then a voice, still Orym's voice, but strange somehow. Wrong. And seemingly coming from all directions, or perhaps speaking directly into Dorian's mind.]
Dorian... you came back?