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From:

unguilded

[ DOESN'T DO SHIT IN THE HEART ANYMORE JUST FLIES FOREVER.

No jk.

But he'll go where there looks like there's the most harm, then. To the palace! ]

From:

thevoidsdarkhorse

[Well, you can just float to everything, fuck feet really.]

[You proceed deeper into the palace. The place seems to be completely empty. Your steps echo amongst the tall arches, and while there are torches, it seems to leave more shadows than it erases. There are doors along the way, but any further investigation will show that, well...they’re just painted onto the walls.]

[Huh.]

[Until you finally reach two large double doors. Those are indeed real.]

[It's locked.]

From:

unguilded

[ Knocks. ]

Hello?

From:

thevoidsdarkhorse

[No answer]

From:

unguilded

[ WELL, HAD TO TRY.

Backtracking some to get a closer look at the painted doors, lightly touching the paint with his hand. He also poked at the torches in hopes of finding a key or something maybe?? As he tries to ... focus hard, on where he needs to be, and how he needs to get to that place. ]

From:

thevoidsdarkhorse

[There doesn't appear a key.]

[The doors are painted, and dry. There's a sense of....unnecessary opulence. Just for the sake of it, and cardboard thin.]

[Though that lock.]

[Really, that lock should just stop being a thing. Maybe it need a bit of freedom, a bit of Breeze to let it relax, so it's not held down so much.]

From:

unguilded

[ Looking back to the door as it hits him. And he quickly returns to it. Gently, he places a hand on the door, bringing forth those feelings of freedom-- the ones he still strives to reach for, the ones he knows are there, the ones he's gotten only small tastes off, but even those small tastes were so powerful-- and he focuses them all on that lock. ]