Cupcakes
Cut from: [X] @cupcakeandkisses
It seems there was atleast some sentience in the lich.
He went for the muffin, going right through it as he tried to grab the sweet, seeming to put more effort into every failed swipe of his claws. He connected at a point, only to disappear with it, back to the void.
River still stood frozen. He’d been there, he really was there. They’d always felt that he’d been alive, their soul screamed it, but this confirmed it. They weren’t going mad. The incident…it had really caused everyone to forget him…Relief swept over them, but also..fear. He was unstable, feral. The years spent with him in the war..they’d seen their fair share of it, the rutts sure, but where his ferality really showed had been the battlefield. The humans hadn’t called him shield-ripper for nothing.
“…Beware the man who speaks in hands.”