idealism sits in prison
chivalry fell on his sword
chivalry fell on his sword
"Mm, they only seem to pop up around Leafchange. Keep an eye out for them, you'll probably see them bumbling around." Smirking at the memory, he passes Asta an item of clothing for him to help wash up, before rising to his feet and rinsing the rest of the garments. "They didn't seem voidy. Spooky, sure, but not the same vibe as some of the other stuff we've kicked around." Like that weird Tangleweed they'd seen at the top of the Rise.
Stepping back to hang Asta's clothes on the low bough of a tree to help them dry over the fire, he glances back to see the butcher emerging from the Oasis, Danta's fire immediately roaring up to envelop him and help to dry him off and keep his skin flush with warmth. The afternoon is waning on, and as the sun begins to set it will only get chillier; he's starting to think they might have been wise to bring coats.
Stepping back to hang Asta's clothes on the low bough of a tree to help them dry over the fire, he glances back to see the butcher emerging from the Oasis, Danta's fire immediately roaring up to envelop him and help to dry him off and keep his skin flush with warmth. The afternoon is waning on, and as the sun begins to set it will only get chillier; he's starting to think they might have been wise to bring coats.
Dantalion
I slithered here from Eden
just to sit outside your door
just to sit outside your door
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
