#credence 03

[btchcrft]

[ through the thorny maze to the garden of whispering willows ]

@tellmeinstorms​

the maze looks intimidating as ever. taller than three demigods stacked on top of one another with thorns that look as sharp as daggers. he doesn’t know why he picked credence to do this with but, after their spar and their spat, he thinks this might be as good a way as any to get to know him, to come to terms. his eyes shine a slight silver in the moon, the pathway hidden by the bushels of thorns and vines, but still easy enough for his own eyes to see. “you better think of a good secret to whisper when we get to the garden.” kian says, “nothing that’ll make me roll my eyes, got it?” 

[drmthief]

romeo dalî sits on the outskirts of the makeshift camp the demigods have created, a protective dome over their head thanks to something and rests his chin to his knees. the exhaustion that once was settling in his bones seems to have disappeared and a strange dream later, he feels more himself than he has since before he can remember. 

he stares out toward the bleak, desolated undertown, with its ash riddled sky and skeleton bone houses, and wonders how much longer they’ll be down here and if time passes the same down here as it does back up top. 

 when he turns his head to look back toward the other demigods, his hazel eyes land on credence. “credence,” romeo says, head lilting to the side. “are you afraid of dying?”