While even here, he can see nothing, he can hear and feel and smell and taste all he needs.
Unicorn? Somehow, fitting, that.
He could by now smell various life-forms, even memories have scents of their own. And having known unicorns in his past, the creature smiles a little. Reverence permeates his entirety now and the creature's 'movements' become slow, and careful, as if he's terrified of disturbing anything.
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Unicorn? Somehow, fitting, that.
He could by now smell various life-forms, even memories have scents of their own. And having known unicorns in his past, the creature smiles a little. Reverence permeates his entirety now and the creature's 'movements' become slow, and careful, as if he's terrified of disturbing anything.
"Sacred place...May ask, yes? Who? What? When?"