SUNJATA
angel loves to keep me spinning, much too high to see
that all these chains have started thinning & hell is breaking free
that all these chains have started thinning & hell is breaking free
He takes a deep breath, settling as he realizes where it is he is, not that he’d entirely forgotten – mind you – but as he takes in his surroundings, slit steel meets Isla’s gaze in the dark of the room, and he works to try and figure out his mind and where exactly they were. Isla fills in the blanks, however, and he starts to realize it just when she finishes that she thinks he’s had a nightmare like he typically does.
This time, however, there’s a slight twitch of his lips in a slight sneer, tearing his gaze away from her to look around the loft. “I’m fine.” He pauses, trying to smooth out the claws and the scales with little success. “Had a dream about the book and just got murdered.” He breathes with a roll of his eyes, still half in the dream half not, trying to recall his own steps as to how it happened.
This time, however, there’s a slight twitch of his lips in a slight sneer, tearing his gaze away from her to look around the loft. “I’m fine.” He pauses, trying to smooth out the claws and the scales with little success. “Had a dream about the book and just got murdered.” He breathes with a roll of his eyes, still half in the dream half not, trying to recall his own steps as to how it happened.
every choice, every lie, demons that he kept inside
angel now that i've stopped spinning, could you come clean?
angel now that i've stopped spinning, could you come clean?
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.
