// you can't keep a secret if it never was a secret to start —
If there’s one thing that Thorn is used to, its being a thorn in someone’s side. And it’s nothing if not evident now as he talks to Deimos that he wants literally nothing to do with him. But that’s fine, because the courtesan continues to trail after him, waiting until he thinks that he’s free of him between the rows of books before the young man appears again.
This time, a book in hand over all kinds of different Stormbreak architecture, one that has him flicking through the pages with little brief bursts of wind in order to swap between the pages while he starts to be a bit more bold. “You’re the Resurrected Sword, right?” He starts, even though he’s 99.98% sure.
This time, a book in hand over all kinds of different Stormbreak architecture, one that has him flicking through the pages with little brief bursts of wind in order to swap between the pages while he starts to be a bit more bold. “You’re the Resurrected Sword, right?” He starts, even though he’s 99.98% sure.
thorn
— at least pretend you didn't wanna get caught,
we're concentrating on falling apart //
we're concentrating on falling apart //
