“How am I expected to understand when I’m still reaching for those little hands”
you don’t know what you’re asking for.
“I killed her─murdered her,” he lamented─a passing strange sentiment Hythlodaeus had never heard anyone utter of a familiar─and as if he had been stripped of the wings he so often conferred upon his concepts, he could never again bring himself to make another flying creation. - Tales from the dawn
Adrift in a starless sea, grappling with a dilemma all his own. Alone.
❛though i gave you these wings to soar the heavens, i did not teach you how to walk the earth… so loath was i to bind another living being.❜
you can’t survive on mercy forever, idiot.
all the power in the world and this is the best you can do.