#✦ •・ THREAD ─ mini / we shall party from dusk till dark

[fellpurpose]

the dark winds have abated, and in their stead blow the winds of change, embodied by one illustrious ophelia dusk of the noble house of eagles.

odin takes his temporary leave from the revelries to attend at her behest, for who better to welcome her than he, a father most proud? he can only imagine what grand attire she's procured for the occasion, the very thought bringing a warm smile to his face. she is like him in more ways than one, a kindred soul who knows him better than all others. how gracious of fortune to favor them thus, bestowing this chance after years of separation at war's cruel hands.

odin stands outside her door, knocking thrice before calling out, "ophelia! it is i. may i come in?"

with ⤷ @chosenoneofdusk⋆⋅☆⋅

we shall party from dusk 'till dark!

( ethereal ball 2024 )

[fellpurpose]

his thumb moves downward to wipe away a tear, but ophelia brushes it away first. she is ever the resilient one, odin muses. a force of nature, her light unparalleled by any.

at her offering, he smiles and bows the head graciously. "indeed, we are! your generosity shines like the brightest star! for this, i thank you, ophelia." odin plucks a white feather from his brooch and gently presses it into her hands. "now, let us venture forth! a brave new world awaits you. 'tis an uncharted realm, ripe for your exploration and the penning of your own destiny!" he leads the way, throwing open the door with an enthusiastic flair. how joyous it is to be accompanied by her again! how thrilling to be flanked by the one he calls his own blood, his pride!

ophelia's vulnerability is met with a reassuring smile. they let their masks down only with each other; a bond most sacred and trusted. “of course. the world will always be in need of chosen ones, my starry-eyed progeny.” a finger points at her heart. "the trials of nohr were but the opening act in the grand drama of your life. more is to come. and though the stage may change, know that you will always have a role to play, no matter where you find yourself. you are-," his smile grows. "-unlike any other. you are meant to illuminate the world with your brilliance, to battle evil into the scintillating light of day-!"

what she says next has odin's gaze wandering off into the distance, lost momentarily in thought. he knows he owes her an explanation, a proper one...but for now, he settles for a measured response. "i already know the meaning of it." as his eyes drift back to meet hers, a flicker of emotion dances in them—a mixture of regret, pride, sorrow. "i meant every word i spoke those years ago—the blood of the exalt does indeed course through our veins. it is a venerable lineage, a legacy built upon the sacrifices of the bravest heroes." pausing for a moment, he clears his throat. "...but we aren't the only ones who bear the brand. there is another. a person here who i'd like you to meet. her name...is lucina."

we shall party from dusk 'till dark!

( ethereal ball 2024 )

[fellpurpose]

the sound of her voice, the way it rings sweetly like little bells, fills him with unalloyed joy. father! she cries out, and his heart is instantly quelled of all troubles and ache. his chosen heroine, his balm for the soul!

"but of course." in he steps, smiling from ear to ear. " 'tis no mere coincidence, but a divine orchestration! the stars themselves did conspire and cast their celestial light as a beacon, guiding my every step to your illustrious doorstep." and now odin stares admiringly, features softening at a little girl now grown, radiant in all her glory.

ophelia's enthusiasm infects, it stirs! father performs for daughter once more. "you speak true, o'sacred one! though i must interject if only to say this!" a hand reaches out to brush a strand of her golden hair behind her ear. "you look beautiful, ophelia. as fair as the moon in her full splendor, illuminating the darkest night! like a princess."

her cry for aid does not go unheard. swiftly, odin scans the room, making his rounds so briskly that his long cape swishes in his wake. his eyes finally settle upon the brooch, which he retrieves with a chuckle. handing it to her, odin sweeps into a low bow." "for you, light of a thousand stars!" then, with a grin, he straightens and motions toward the door, inviting her to follow him into the next adventure. "if you're ready, allow me to accompany you there. what sayeth you, ophelia dusk, heroine of the ages?"

we shall party from dusk 'till dark!

( ethereal ball 2024 )