💭💭💭💭 - The Twins 💭💭💭💭 Stitch
For every 💭 I receive, I will write one thought my muse has had about yours
The Twins
I cannot in good conscience continue here. May both your wounds heal. My atrocities stop here with you as their subjects.
Those two do not know their worth. Fey is far stronger than she realizes and Aelerin holds unfathomable power beneath that facade. Learn your strengths, girls, and you may rise far higher than you can imagine.
It is not disgust towards you that I hold, Fey. It is disgust at what I did and was capable of just to silence you.
Sweet Siren, I never said I could give you what you wanted. I told you I would show you what it could be like but it was but a taste. I have nothing to offer in that department. Not anymore.
Stitch
How long until you tear that arm off and unravel my work? It will be the only way you ever get rid of the scent you hate.
You showed me another part of you when I let you into my home. Your childish facade may fool others but I care for it no longer.
I hope you forget what that thing was showing you ... that blade is a Ravensdawn relic and I know what it is capable of. You do not need anymore madness in your life.
If you ever call me daddy, I swear I will sew your lips shut without remorse.