❛ . . . turn back. ❜
the soft tenor of his voice is tinged with an ancient dark, a haunting timbre of a knight long lost to an old enemy. artorias does not do visitors-- he does not do COMPANY. in fact, the knight of gwyn does very little ( for their own sake, he tells them, better him than any other cursed ) outside of his domain, fate forever linked to the dark. an abyss, vast and deep and all-consuming. and it has left him forever changed.
❛ this place is cursed, ❜ his voice comes again. ❛ to travel here is folly. ❜
he knows not why such a little speck of light has found her way here. it frightens him so, that such an innocent piece of a grand design may have doomed herself by daring to travel here, to gaze upon a fabled knight whose gallant sacrifice is still spoken of to this day. is it truly a sacrifice if he still breathed?
❛ i know not why thou has come, but i beg of thee, return from whence thy came. ❜
@vcnitie
