Hours pass, the day was quiet. The occational foot traffic from outside the garden was heard but nothing big. Birds chirping and enjoying a bath in the fountain one landing on my marble finger chirping and hopping around before flying off.
With the sun getting closer to set the singing of the frogs echoed through the garden and with the last ray of light vanishing the turquoise lining my body began to glow and I slowly feel how my fingers rumble and move. No air was coursing through me anymore, no blood or muscles. Just the energy of the runes on my body. I don't know how but as I just thought about speak runes at the back of my throat glowed up and I was able to say "Wh - What happened?! Why am I.. made out of stone?!"

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I enjoy these gargoyles lately too much <w<