✿ - DECAY
monstrous headcannons. not accepting!
✿ - DECAY - an old memory, from childhood perhaps
He remembers how the girl looked. Her lips frozen in an ‘o’ as she backed away from the boy with her hands glued to her side. Fear was a concept embedded into him since birth but he never saw it on others.
He never realized how the glimmer of light in a persons eyes dissapeared into nothingness. Or how the ball that would get stuck in someones throat was an actual tangible thing. Or how the body moved as it shut down and started itself back up again. He never realized fear was such an obvious thing.
A few more seconds passed before she finally screamed, the sound waves echoing against the tree before it became a whisper. It was a scream he had never heard before, a scream only a human could make and it sent him backwards onto the floor. As his hands scattered the ground at the last minute of his fall, he could feel a liquid substance below him. A sort of liquid he had never felt before. A liquid that made him feel sick almost immediatly.
He remembers how the girl looked and the sound of her voice, but there is also very little the boy remembers about that day. After she had finished screaming, a specific word had left her lips before he passed out. A word that haunts him even now.
“MONSTER!”