feed the machine

Dantalion

innocence died screaming
honey, ask me, I should know

Blood and heat and the sound of his goddess's voice - were she not granting him the quest he'd come to see her for, he'd have sat and basked in her presence for as long as she might allow. As it stands, it's with blood still dripping from the back of his hand and coating the rubies that he listens to Dygra and her list of requirements, a smile touching to his elfin features.

"Consider it done," he purrs into the shadows, bowing his head and committing al she needs to memory. Only when the fire in his bones cools to something more mortal does he find it in himself to rise to his feet; and even then, it's still a few moments more before he can brave the climb back up to the surface and the snow.

~FIN

I slithered here from Eden
just to sit outside your door

Table base by Skylark