temporary fleeting thrills, keep me bruised and make me ill
my skin has lavender tones
my skin has lavender tones
He wasn’t the only one that had lost him, and he knows that intimately well. But he had lost so much that he often had a hard time looking past it all to see what could come after. And when Nate hadn’t come back from the war, when Isla had told him, his world stopped. It had taken a long time to get back into any semblance of regular life.
He bitterly doesn’t expect her to understand it, though. “The refuge.” He offers, head turning to look back out over the grown crowd, before he returns his steel gaze back to her. “There’s something of mine there, too, I want you to have.” He pauses, as if debating his next set of words carefully, just in case he fumbled trying to say it the way he wanted.
“Maybe you could come by in the next couple of days for it? We could have dinner.” We can try to start over.
He bitterly doesn’t expect her to understand it, though. “The refuge.” He offers, head turning to look back out over the grown crowd, before he returns his steel gaze back to her. “There’s something of mine there, too, I want you to have.” He pauses, as if debating his next set of words carefully, just in case he fumbled trying to say it the way he wanted.
“Maybe you could come by in the next couple of days for it? We could have dinner.” We can try to start over.
the flood
tell me i'm a loaded gun, tie me up and come undone
i can cover it up, i can cover it up
i can cover it up, i can cover it up
totally sniped from odd ilu
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
