(no subject)

[eiremagic]

Happy birthday to Eden.

Can I tell your fortune, City?


[ooc: so - Eden's fae side woke up for the day. She may tell your fortune but it will probably be bullshit, just saying. If you want her to say something true, just let me know!]

Comments

[infernoandhearth]

Is that your full name? I quite like it.

[eiremagic]

Close enough to my true name.

[infernoandhearth]

Well, you needn't give me that, of course. I like to keep at least three names going at once myself.

[eiremagic]

I won't, and I wouldn't. True names are rare things.

[infernoandhearth]

Or constantly thrown about everywhere by others if you're me. So what have your people been up to for the last 900 years? I'm a bit out of date.

[eiremagic]

A long history to ask for.

[infernoandhearth]

The most interesting bits? I'd tell you what I've been up to but it's terribly dull.

[eiremagic]

You had best ask someone else. I slept, I saw it all in dreams.

[infernoandhearth]

Oh well. At least we're both foggy on what happened, then. And shall we let's not talk about what's going on now, or in the past or future, or wherever you're from. [Overdramatically unhappy:] No-one gives me tributes anymore.

[eiremagic]

Then spill the blood.

[infernoandhearth]

That's really more Wedding's thing than mine. I'm about the pyre.

Or leftovers.