Jun 6
Why were you rejected?
"... It was my-..."
...
No, stop- STOP! YOU'RE HURTING HIM, STOP!
ELIO- *cough*! JUST RUN! YOU'LL BE O- *screaming*!
*sounds of flesh being torn apart*
"STOP IT! HE'S DYING! *crying*..."
*tearing flesh slows to a stop*
*heavy footsteps* "Go an' tell whoever ya got left what ya saw. Not like it'd do ya any good."
...
"... *sniff*... Ares...?"
"... Elio... *cough*... run away... and never come back to the March... for your own sake..."
"... *sob*... I don't... I don't want to leave you..."
...
"... my mottled skin," Elio finished, somberly.
He looked down at his own claws, seeing blood that wasn't even his and that wasn't even there.
"... I still don't want to leave you, Ares..."