Mar 25, 2016
closed starter. - @xnoue
her awe would be rided, soft & yet ARID mannerisms as the bridles of her fear; was there any fear left ? pandora’s box emptied of all hope, what remained could not even fall under the label of despair — hence her eyes should have burned with a much feebler light. “ orihime. ” it was the familiarity of his baritone timbre what striked first; overwhelming, unsettling even ! & judging by the bemused expression which would soon go adorn her visage, she wasn’t expecting him to cross the threshold of her cell; not so soon, at least. “ i wish to speak to you. ”
