" fo'. acri 'n' paps. " little girl mumbles, and twitch sets down one, two chocolate chip cookies on the sentry stand.
acri watches human with dim eye. the world seems slow today , aching in the turn of pine nettles scattered among snow , the near sluggish thrum of hard fingers against a wooden stand slowly cracking apart with age . he is growing ill . skeleton can taste it in his soul , a rot BLOSSOMING from skull and rooted in his bones : sickly flower that blooms but every blue moon , and one day ? one day it will be the death of undertaker .
and yet he shows no sign par rancid hole , the dark sludge of red that marks a lazy eye . head sits in his arms , sans would speak and it sounds like the trees : AIR CREAKING BETWEEN PINE NETTLES AND JAGGED BARK , but the current to a dying body .
he would speak , or means to , until child stops before his stand . and then they pulls out IT TAKES EVERYTHING NOT TO GRAB CHILD’S WRIST AND PULL UNTIL SINEW STRAINED AND TATTERED .
food . she is gifting him food .
IDIOT ! dumb , stupid , dead little brat . kindness will get you killed : KINDNESS WILL NOT GET YOU HOME , and even sans can feel spine straitening like hair on the back of a neck , teeth curdling like sour milk . hands will not touch sentry stand , pulled away . HE CAN NOT RISK , CAN NOT TAKE .
he knows what this means to her . but in this world , this is not the way .
❛ * no . ❜ low , and it resounds in broken ribs meant for better days , knotted together by the roots of his affliction . HE IS STARVING , BUT BONES AND TATTERED CLOTH . he will not accept child’s gift .
there is no questioning . he is as gentle as the snared jaws of a bear trap , glistening in the snow . THERE WAS NO ONE TO TEACH THEM PAR THE LOSS OF FLESH PICKED APART LIKE FLOSS , so skeleton alone would bark , ❛ * take it back . ❜
@irredeem gave you a gift , but you refused .