#walkinthedarkness

[viikingwitch]

Klaus turned his nose up Freya’s so called advice. He gripped the glass more tightly and then took a deep breath. “Now is that just your sisterly love showing or are you worried that I will create a mess you will feel obligated to clean up?”

@walkinthedarkness​ from ( x )

              “Both.” Freya’s reply is as curt as it is candid, arms crossed tightly over her chest. Already, she can feel a headache building; the ‘why did I even want siblings, again?’ type of headache. “We both know who you will be calling once you need a spell to get out of said mess – just as we both know I WILL BE THERE FOR YOU. But given this endeavor will obviously end badly for you as well, must you insist on going down that path?”

[ahlexya]

sunshine on a cold winter day.           there isn’t a cloud in the sky and the sun’s bright enough to chase away the shadows. but the chill of freshly fallen snow still bites at exposed skin. a pristine frozen wasteland, beautiful and still deadly. still so, so, so, terrible. 

lexi remains perched across from the original,  dark brown eyes chilled with the frost of winter. her own expression is cold, bedland. the sound of the tavern is muted against the sound of her frustration. 

“        what makes me so special.        ” klaus comments. / @walkinthedarkness

the ice cracks.       she blinks at him, incredulous.  absolutely nothing. the words settle on the tip of her tongue, before they drift away, snowflakes tossed up in a windstorm.  instead, she settled back agains the wood booked chair, mouth twists into a grin that’s entirely feline. klaus might be able to kill her easily, with no remorse, but lexi will never kneel before a man. 

“         you’re supposed to be the big bad, why don’t you tell me?   ”

RANDOM DIALOGUE STARTERS.  ACCEPTING. 

[hkatnawer-blog]

The rectangular end of tunnel #abandonedspaces #beatlesashramrishikesh #hiddenbasement #walkinthedarkness (at "Beatles Ashram", Rishikesh)