ohhhhhh the idea of them spinning over and over again, breaking down each time, and yet still the hearts remain. yet still Withered reaches out to Echo. yet still Echo answers without hesitation.
I love them so fucking much. teetering between unhealthy codependency and honestly rather reasonable codependency considering what they've been through
Even back on the Teaching Island, where death hung over their heads like an oncoming storm, they couldn't be parted, so why should death draw the line between them?
dude that last paragraph could be a poem I'm not even sure if you wrote it yourself or took it from the song











