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“I swear to all that is happiness, I’m going to kill him” Sans muttered at the notifications.
@incloaks : i think the cold got in my bones.
the chill of the day is not befitting the usual warmth of spring. you can thank your friendly snow - villain for that one, grey clouds still lingering from whatever insane invention they had tried to use against gwen and tyrone [ she was, of course, against any sort of villainy, especially if said villainy had an annoying gimmick to it, but she had to admit ... the snow looked pretty damn gorgeous falling across the streets ]. gwen’s head is tilted upwards, catching snowflakes on her tongue. they taste like nothing and dissolve with little more than a flicker, but she’s overcome with the childish glee of the action --- and still warmed with the battle. ‘‘ do you want my jacket? i actually think i’m a second or two away from overheating. ’’ she shrugs it from her shoulders and waves it in his direction ... she isn’t ready to say goodbye to the white - dabbled streets yet. ‘‘ you staying out here any longer? i’m thinking snowmen, but i can be convinced to make snow - angels. ’’
@incloaks : “ the harder you fight against the paths life puts you on, the steeper the climb becomes, the worse the falls. ”
blue eyes blink at the words , boy pauses as he lets them sink in, swirl around his head for just a moment , maybe two , maybe three . maybe more . how scared had he been when he first learned what he could do , to the point where he would run aimlessly when he would first arrive somewhere , looking for somewhere to hide ? he didn't even let anyone in his life know , not his parents , not his friends . he wanted to hide , wanted whatever this was to stop . he wanted to fight it .
troy's head tilts , raising a brow to the other ( who could also make himself teleport , something troy didn't know wasn't only him , a comfort that has the tension in his shoulders ease a little . ) " you just , repeating something you heard , or are you speaking from experience ? " small laugh laces words , somewhere between uneasy & his normal one . he pauses one more time , swallowing a lump in his throat . " how do you know its like . the right one or the good one or just --- not a fluke ? "
...The council has stated that the following mage members known as Agarwaenor The red Dragon, and Maera The Riddled Merchant; to be assigned separated duties once their graduation is finished, and be kept this way for as long as their youth allows them to partake in any form or shape of ruses towards the Academy of the kingdom of Fellignom. Any lengthy periods of interactions are to be strictly supervised in the highest levels of stealth, to avoid possible formations of schemes to be played against the members of the academy and the council. Per request of the members affected by the most recent public incident at the academy’s traditional ceremony.
Sincerely Alucard hefestios, high mage of the southern shores.
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the lotr movie trilogy; starter sentences.
❛ There’s an eye-opener, and no mistake. ❜
“ Sure there is, but perhaps not the same for me. ”
His words lay a long pause as he gazes upon the starlit sky, mainly towards the commet flying above them slowly. The ocean infront graces them with a soft hum as waves break further inside the waters, foam taking a silver gleam to the reflection of the pale moonlight. The sand still warm from the sun’s warmth that had just left an hour ago, as he sinks his feets further.
His hands are brought to his abdomen as he lays himself on the sand, fidgeting a small ovaloid rock he had taken previously from the shore. His eyes bore a distant look, thoughtful for concerns only he had, and was doubting if he was to share them. Barely any expression could be taken from his face, something not expected from what had transpired before her words, yet for some reason wasn’t worrying.
“ I mean , death often comes with some sort of lesson, be it your’s or someone’s, an enlightment that would change something to an extent. Yet for me… ” He begins anew as he guards the rock on his pockets, then interwines his fingers as he uses them as a cushion for the back of his head, even if they are not very good at it. A paused sigh escapes as he lets himself to be honest for once. “ I hardly even tell anymore, the meaning has turned dull. As the wounds I’ve seen done, that I’ve inflicted,and I have received; time and again I remember, yet feel no longer what should be felt for them… I used to, I know that much. It is probably because of that I had been so conflictive back then. ”
“ Now though? Things have changed, I have done so too… yet I’m unsure if I will ever make something out of this anymore. With it I can’t help but wonder… what does that mean for me? ”
“ Am I good? Or bad? ”
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❛ There’s an eye-opener, and no mistake. ❜
the lotr movie trilogy; starter sentences.
Here we go, the starter is posted
alsoplssave’em, he’shavingamoralcrisisofsorts.
❂ [ horror themes? horror themes. ]
▚ MOODBOARDS FOR MUSES (❂)▞
❝Can I trust who you say that you are?And who I am now… —-❞
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Papyrus stopped and stared at the cloaked person in surprise, usually this spot was empty. Sans said their mother had been the Riverperson, but they had been killed off a long time ago around the time their father went missing. But...this was clearly her.
He did something he hasn’t done in a long time, Papyrus stuttered, “M-mother?”