May 1, 2025
Viktor A
Sometimes I miss the feeling of the oncoming inevitable, of course it scared me but after facing it a few times it’s worn a dent in me and I crave for that to be filled. However, I cannot bear the thought of Jayce watching from the outside once again. I see it in his eyes sometimes, something hauntingly similar, and I hate it, I hate seeing it inside him.
Hypocritical? Perhaps. I am flawed in that way I suppose but it is from a place of the immeasurable entanglement we share.