@yeomrah
“I don’t UNDERSTAND why I have to be here for this. I do have other things to do... you know, collecting souls for you?” a soften sigh. graceful movements had her in her usual seat, chin resting in palm as elbow rested on the table. eyes fluttered downwards as a slender finger toyed with the object before her. he had so many things, to many things. and she WAS one of those things--- wasn’t she? just an object.














