(( cw; linked image has spider imagery. it's sand, but still. ))
[He arrives as promised, everything about his demeanor relatively unhurried. And good thing, too, because as the minutes pass, and pass... and pass, it appears that Nanaue himself is nowhere to be found.
Did he forget so soon? Distracted by his own post to the mind-network? Ah, well.
Henry doesn't terribly mind. He takes to exploring, walking down the long stretch of beach with its golden sand and hushed, whispering waves rolling in and out. Eventually, he finds a spot untouched by any of the other Summoned, and decides to do a little artwork in the damp sand below.
Next to that, he signs his name in large, easily legible letters for Nanaue to stumble upon later: Henry Creel.
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[He arrives as promised, everything about his demeanor relatively unhurried. And good thing, too, because as the minutes pass, and pass... and pass, it appears that Nanaue himself is nowhere to be found.
Did he forget so soon? Distracted by his own post to the mind-network? Ah, well.
Henry doesn't terribly mind. He takes to exploring, walking down the long stretch of beach with its golden sand and hushed, whispering waves rolling in and out. Eventually, he finds a spot untouched by any of the other Summoned, and decides to do a little artwork in the damp sand below.
Next to that, he signs his name in large, easily legible letters for Nanaue to stumble upon later: Henry Creel.
And departs soon after that.]