❝ If it means my death, I don’t care, because even death will be a sort of freedom. ❞ ( from Eryis )
incarceron starters; ACCEPTING
—– Was there liberty in death? Perhaps. When his spirit would eventually leave his body to be among ancestors and loved ones long gone, maybe it would be only then that he would TRULY be free. Perhaps it was only the nature of the living world, or at least, the nature of their worlds, that they would be so TETHERED to it. The thought saddened him, a gentle sigh falling from his tusked mouth.
—– ❝Wherever your path takes you... I hope it brings you PEACE. ❞








