"I dreamt of ocean waves and sand, of lush forests and land.
I dreamt of boars playing in berry bushes, of a towering spire."
INDIE SELECTIVE AMOS OF GENSHIN IMPACT
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Squeezes his cheeks.
❝ ???? ❞
confused archon noises-
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@soledevotion ↠ " Barbatos ? Is that you ? Oh my, you used to be this small.. , now look at you. "
The bard looked up at the woman, someone who was alive so long ago. At first,
he had thought her visage was only an illusion, seeing something imaginary from his lonely memories. Though, considering as how she is interacting around the environment around her, all the Anemo Archon could do was stare in both awe and disbelief. He didn’t realize just how much Amos was missed until he felt the ache in his heart.
At her words, his features soften to a smile. How did she know it was him and not. . .
He mentally shook that thought away, discarding it for a later time, not now for only happy thoughts and words.
❛ Ehehe, yes it is I, but~ I am currently going by Venti. Don’t want to blow
my own cover, after all. ❜ There’s a wink followed by innocent laughter. ❛ Ah--eh--how are you here? Are you here? ❜
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@soledevotion said: He had grown yet still a child who had not experience the world in a child like views, he had grown too quickly, too fast for her likings -- and in the small time they spent together before the storm, he still acted like an adult, than a child who should play all day long. And Alas , the day of revolt is coming ; one more day of peace before the storm, amos moved to wrap her arms around him, burying her face on his hair as she hugged him from the back. An affection ; she rarely showcase to the child who acted like an adult." Tomorrow... when this is over... promise me, you'd stop acting like us and go be free with the same kids of your age. "
arms wrap around her, hesitant breathes escaping him as the anxiety of the next day set in. everything was going to change. nothing would be the same after tomorrow. either they all would be lying under the god’s feet, or they would be standing in the sun. amadeus could almost feel the warmth at his shoulders.
a laugh escapes him as he burrows his face into her shoulder, ❝ i’m not a kid anymore, amos. ❞
his childhood stolen by the god above, he still was young. only a few months since his nineteenth. the cruel middle ground, of not quite a child anymore, yet not an adult. still a teenager with a glance toward adulthood.
however, he nods once. adeus would find it hard, to fight against that mindset of growing up too fast. however, he’d try to act his age more. attempt to live happily with what he had been refused.
❝ ... only if you do things that make you happy more. you don’t have to worry about me so often, amos. ❞
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#trippen 'Unveiled' #soledevotion (at Upper Ohauiti, Rural Tauranga)
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This was me spending time at #soledevotion with my favourite shop dog #hazel. If anyone is ever on Lt. Collins in Melbourne you should pop into the store and say hello to her. She is so precious.
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