memory’s so treacherous
Finn is a researcher, and whether or not this strange book has been planted within his reach specifically to throw him off guard, he can't help but cast a keen eye over it. The hand - the same hand but different, he notes, as if to reflect the author's mood - has no rhyme or reason that he can immediately see, so he turns instead to the table of contents as if it might hold more information.
And it does, sort of, and although Finn is curious as to what each role in the Order might hold (clearly, he is interested in the Eye and the Spyglass most of all, considering whose office this was found in), but pressure points is too good an opportunity to pass up. Glancing over his shoulder at Artemide as if she might have an opinion on all of thise, Finn goes ahead and flicks to the corresponding page.
And it does, sort of, and although Finn is curious as to what each role in the Order might hold (clearly, he is interested in the Eye and the Spyglass most of all, considering whose office this was found in), but pressure points is too good an opportunity to pass up. Glancing over his shoulder at Artemide as if she might have an opinion on all of thise, Finn goes ahead and flicks to the corresponding page.
one moment you’re lost in a carnival of delights
the next, it leads you somewhere you don’t want to go
FINN
