[The coffin makes no sound. (It has no right to make sound.) The silence within is as absolute as the silence without. (When you keep silent, you are free.) Quite the stark contrast, in one sense, to the Stellaron's persistent thrum. ...But Caelus's intuition rings true, in this instance, for there is indeed something inside. Perhaps it's a connection of parallels, from one vessel to another--that it takes one to know one, as that sort of saying goes.
The entity in the coffin has been asleep until this moment. But now, as it's approached...something does seem to stir within, imperceptibly; this is very much an impression felt, for the coffin in itself is physically entirely inert. Maybe it's in response to the separate power that's now drawing near, regardless of whether or not Caelus is actively exerting it. There may not be any eyes to do it, but at least ever so briefly, there is a distinct impression that he is being perceived. And...well...just before those knuckles make contact with the lid...
Has Caelus ever had six knives aimed at the back of his head before?
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The entity in the coffin has been asleep until this moment. But now, as it's approached...something does seem to stir within, imperceptibly; this is very much an impression felt, for the coffin in itself is physically entirely inert. Maybe it's in response to the separate power that's now drawing near, regardless of whether or not Caelus is actively exerting it. There may not be any eyes to do it, but at least ever so briefly, there is a distinct impression that he is being perceived. And...well...just before those knuckles make contact with the lid...
Has Caelus ever had six knives aimed at the back of his head before?
It might just feel something like this--]