Go forth my beloved PinkSmith
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Go forth my beloved PinkSmith
Go my pinksmith
Two brothers from the Washington Heights section of Manhattan become an active graffiti duo. They attract attention from everyone, including
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so sebastian, do you and owen do anything in particular in your free time?
blacksmith, what made you fall in love with Pink?
Owen!! How did you get that scar across your face?
He had no idea how he got into this situation. He was trying to regain his breath and keep from falling over. But he had to keep upright and keep his stance steady and ready to move. He had to be. If he didn’t he would lose the only one who mattered.
He was standing between Sebastian and the Necromancer. His love, Pink Knight was on the ground, injuried. As he stood infront of him to protect him as the Necromancer stared his crimson eyes into his soul.
“Stay. Back.” Owen snarled as he kept his hammer at the ready.
The Necromancer didn’t answer. The only sound was Owens labored breathing and the Necromancer metal wings cutting through the air. After a moment he lunged forward and everything went black before Owen could do anything.
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He woke up in the Kingdoms infermery. He sat up in a flash and looked over in the bed next to him to see his love, Sebastian, half of his vision blurred in darkness “He’s okay.”
He turned to see Blue knight, Wren. Before he could protest he pushed him back to lay down. “You need to rest. You were... injured.”
“What do you me-“ He suddenly realized why his vision was blurred.
The side of his face was wrapped in bandages. “You have a cut across your face... you’ll be fine if you just rest.” Wren continued.
He complied and settled down. He turned to face Sebastian, who was peacefully sleeping. He smiled and snuggled up into the bed and got some well needed rest.