Chuckling at his clumsiness, the Endless stuck its hands in the pockets of its white trenchcoat - impeccable dressing was imperative, even in this city - and shook its head.
Did this little man not feel it, the way it affected everyone who came close to the Endless? The longing gazes from the people at the gate were still trained on it, the product of Desire's call.
When it walked in a corporeal form, Desire's call for that emotion was stronger, drawing it out, drawing them close, only to leave them unfulfilled and wanting.
"Foolish little man," it purred, ageless gold eyes never wavering from Timon's. "Why would I have a need to kidnap you, when you already belong to me?"
Laughing softly now, it turned and headed lazily towards the gates.
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Did this little man not feel it, the way it affected everyone who came close to the Endless? The longing gazes from the people at the gate were still trained on it, the product of Desire's call.
When it walked in a corporeal form, Desire's call for that emotion was stronger, drawing it out, drawing them close, only to leave them unfulfilled and wanting.
"Foolish little man," it purred, ageless gold eyes never wavering from Timon's. "Why would I have a need to kidnap you, when you already belong to me?"
Laughing softly now, it turned and headed lazily towards the gates.