BABYLON's Links
I've seen him while petrified, a shadow I've only caught glimpses of. I envy his free spirit, being able to traverse the night... crows alive and flocking with him. He is, rather handsome if I may add- not that it means anything.
I hope to meet him again, show that my curse is partly undone.
A tragic memory.. One who only holds sorrow, I visit time and time again, yet cannot seem to break through to converse. Likewise, he cannot undo his curse... I am.. strangely fond of him.
The crows tell far tales of a knight yet forgotten, traveling with the feathered stranger of my envy.
I've heard stories from the Druid's tales, speaking of the weeping angel amongst the sea of sculptures. He seems to think fondly of it.
A stranger turned friend, they've visit often, telling me tales I could have never heard, speaking of things I am unable to experience. Oftentimes, their presence gives me hope of losing this curse, just so one day.. I could tell them my own stories.
I remember the first time I came across Babylon. They were a petrified statue that had caught my eye. Such natural beauty that stood out with.. a sense of longing. Ha, I thought I was crazy, coming back to talk to the statue. I felt as if it was.. lonely. Appreciative of the company. You can imagine the surprise when I saw them moving. I've never asked if they could hear me yet.. I hope that they could. I still visit often, even when they're frozen in time.
A friend I hold dear to my heart, he visits often yet I do not bore of his company.
But... he is a rather bad singer compared to the birds, I wonder how he manages to be a kingdom's deity.
A dear friend, one of many decades, I know him well, despite how much he tries to deny it.. Especially his fondness of a certain traveling crow.
I often see this saintly robed man accompanied by guards. Mostly whilst I am entrapped by my petrification, I do not believe he knows of my true form.
It would do well to capture this... religious artifact, however it seems Althimius is rather fond of it.
I've heard rumors of mankind's horrors, however, I strangely do not fear it.
Pathetic.. frozen in time.... I too wish to be hidden away from this world.
It... seems to like me, it often eats the petrified animals around me, perhaps it thinks I'm feeding it..?
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