#hiistrio

[florason]

hiistrio

"No. It's nothing. Nothing." Pushing the little sculpture behind his back, Robin felt his face flush a little. It was a handmade piece of art he did. It wasn't very good so he didn't want other to see it.

[mikasamor-archive-blog]

                "krista, i'm fine."

she's insisting but she's forcing herself to sit up, as weak as she felt. it's like someone sucking the life force out of her until her arms and legs are replaced with useless, feeble noodles, and she can't decipher whether she's cold or hot before the temperature changes around her.

&& now her head is spinning.

                "really. just...just let me ---"

[ignitxd]

hiistrio

  ♚ ;;  ' th-that looks really BAD-- a-are you okay ?! '

[mikasamor-archive-blog]

"are you...okay?"

[ignitxd]

hiistrio

  ♚ ;;  and she's rubbing scarred arms, looking            nervously around just outside the crowd.            it wouldn't be surprising if she looked like            a lost little girl -- maybe someone will help her.

         ' stupid odin, stupid maggie, stupid titan, stupid life, '                        she's mumbling.

[ereonxru]

hiistrio

      ' Heh -- Freezing, isn't it? '

                 ' Here. You can use my scarf. '

[hanswrittenarchive-blog]

' ah Hanji, look at all these flowers i found. would you like one ? '

"Where did you find those? They're pretty rare, y'know. Supposed to only grow in warmer climates or something. I've only seen them once before, too, but I was a kid then. I guess our warmer Summer brought them back out. You should keep them! Press them in a book. It'll be a nice way to keep memories, yeah?"