am i still waiting like a lamb to the slaughter
Glad to hear that she has found something, the butcher’s shoulders slump a little. As if proving to himself they won’t need to do this again. His dark gaze drifts back toward her as she asks if he’s okay, bloodied lips parting to tell her that he was fine, before he realizes he likely isn’t.
And if anyone could understand, it was her. Though it doesn’t stop him from feeling awful for unloading on her. “It didn’t feel as good as I had hoped it would.” His accent is thicker, grittier, rougher as it pours over the words and he frowns, tugging new lines into his face that weren’t there before.
He nods to the offer, though, standing and straightening out. “I would like that, thank you.” He murmurs softly, straightening the cane out so the end clacks against the rock of the lava pits, before he offers his arm out for her to help her off the rock.
And if anyone could understand, it was her. Though it doesn’t stop him from feeling awful for unloading on her. “It didn’t feel as good as I had hoped it would.” His accent is thicker, grittier, rougher as it pours over the words and he frowns, tugging new lines into his face that weren’t there before.
He nods to the offer, though, standing and straightening out. “I would like that, thank you.” He murmurs softly, straightening the cane out so the end clacks against the rock of the lava pits, before he offers his arm out for her to help her off the rock.
Astaroth
does your god believe in you?
