[It is polite gesture to bow but it stops as a mere gesture. The Nightmare King did not curry favor with others, possessed no followers. A crown he may wear but he knew too well the madness that resulted from worshipers with no will and too much of it. The members of the Grimm Troupe were free to come and go as they pleased, to take off the mask and wake from their nightmare.
He met them all, knew them as Grimm knew them, but the Vessel was an old, yet new curiosity.
The Nightmare King taps the skin close to his right eye, burning with scarlet flame. It is more predominate in the Nightmare King to see the rolling flames in his eyes then it is Grimm as the God of Nightmares is the center of the storm. But what he sees is some thing he will keep to himself.]
See you. [Simple.] The song has changed. Your song.
[Grimm's fate is forever set in stone, to live is to die and live again. But the Vessel's, the Pale King's failed experiment, they did not die. They continued, changing the notes all on their own.
Something new. Something special. But what results from such things he doesn't yet know.]
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He met them all, knew them as Grimm knew them, but the Vessel was an old, yet new curiosity.
The Nightmare King taps the skin close to his right eye, burning with scarlet flame. It is more predominate in the Nightmare King to see the rolling flames in his eyes then it is Grimm as the God of Nightmares is the center of the storm. But what he sees is some thing he will keep to himself.]
See you. [Simple.] The song has changed. Your song.
[Grimm's fate is forever set in stone, to live is to die and live again. But the Vessel's, the Pale King's failed experiment, they did not die. They continued, changing the notes all on their own.
Something new. Something special. But what results from such things he doesn't yet know.]