Performance - 'Humane'

Though the snows of Coerthas were nothing special to its residents, it always seemed to draw the occasional tourist from Gridania or Ul’dah who had sought to witness and frolic in the fresh powders themselves. Once Ishgard had fully thrown open its gates, even more souls filtered into the city; enjoying all of its grandeur and legend.

Erethys enjoyed watching from afar. Sitting atop a cliff perhaps, with his bare feet unbothered by the chill, danging childishly from the edge; or perhaps entertaining at soldier’s camps, sharing in the warmth of their  fires for the trade of a smile. It was the latter which held his  attentions today, silks and silver adornments wrapped about his person; and an aire of aether surrounding him in misty visuals.

There’s a place
you’ve run away
that is in your heart
it is in your heart ~ ♪

So the first bit of lyrics slipped past his lips; a shift of his waist, and a tap of clawed fingers to his chest to punctuate the words.

…In your heart
Your love again…

With a flick of his wrist a wisp of pink aether seemingly pulled from his chest, stretching a fulm or so before dissipating. The Dravanian swept low, wearing an expression of pain and hurt… but as someone new crept near to his small audience, he would flash them a warm smile and a toss of his head, those sapphire horns catching the firelight.

There’s a place to be afraid
There’s another chain to hold
and you don’t know

You need it by your side
just let him know

Your hell is when you dream
and I’m awake… ~ ♫