@lxdeveraux
“I can’t decide—” He began, holding a hand up to his chin in deep, complex thought. “If I like it more when they run, or when they just stand there screaming.” An unsettling, yet genuine smile took hold of his features, his eyes squinting as a result. “You’d think their vocal chords would give out after a minute or two, but no.” He finally dropped the hand from his face, then pointing at his sire instead. “Tell me what you think, Mommy.”

















