/// sorry, but you just got in my way
i promise honey, i can feel your pain
i promise honey, i can feel your pain
In a sense, it was the cannibalism too that had actually brought him to the doorstep first, the reason everything had gone into motion the way that it had. It’s a thought that keeps him silent as they put more distance between the sounds of those avians and his memories. He does seem to come back into himself a little, fraction by fraction, but it’s like chipping away at the ice sculpture that Asta has just become.
“I was sloppy back then.” His fingertips curl into the jacket and he stares hard on the path they’re taking. “Got caught. Got chained in Angel’s End.” He jaw snaps shut with an audible click as if he’s debating continuing. But Danta had been kind enough to share the jacket, to not poke fun at it aside from the superficial jokes.
He exhales a sound and runs a hand through his hair again, pushing it back and trying to regain more semblance of himself. “Left there for days, until I was found and brought to Her.” Clinging to deaths doorstep, practically.
“I was sloppy back then.” His fingertips curl into the jacket and he stares hard on the path they’re taking. “Got caught. Got chained in Angel’s End.” He jaw snaps shut with an audible click as if he’s debating continuing. But Danta had been kind enough to share the jacket, to not poke fun at it aside from the superficial jokes.
He exhales a sound and runs a hand through his hair again, pushing it back and trying to regain more semblance of himself. “Left there for days, until I was found and brought to Her.” Clinging to deaths doorstep, practically.
Astaroth
and maybe i enjoy it just a little bit
does that make me insane? ///
does that make me insane? ///
