Apr 21, 2017
it’s a sight he’s all too familiar with - FIRE, FIRE WRECKING IT ALL! his heart beats, hands SWEATY as the burn marks that singe the right side of his face remind him of what experiences he had. he takes a step, MESMERIZED, seemingly ignoring the clowns and corpses littered throughout ( that’s not important right now -- ) .
he has half a mind to reach out and touch it, digits extending. everything else is muted out ( he’s in a TRANCE! ) in favor of the flames that lick his palms --
until it all disappears and he’s standing there, soaked once again. it doesn’t take him long to realize it was never there, and a scowl lights his lips. ❛ how miserable. ❜ it’s unclear if he’s referring to himself or this place...