we thieves and lovers will keep up our urges to sin, to sin
let your desire be simply acquired within, within
let your desire be simply acquired within, within
The ghost of Deimos’ humor sparks amusement in the butcher’s face as he works with the bell. His tail twitches back and forth like a content feline’s, falling into the ease of working on the creation of the bell to add the final touches to it, cleaning it up with a rag and removing the vast majority of the soot that lingers in the ivory tones of the bone bell. He keeps the soot lingering in the etched design to give it that additional contrast of color.
Setting it down as he picks up another portion of bone to start to etch and carve, Asta glances over at Deimos with a small smile tugging on the corners of his lips. “More than likely the one that you just made.” His shark-tooth grin is bright as he gestures to the one with the aurora, finding it a lovely little piece to bring. “Do you have one in mind you intend to bring?” He asks, tilting his attention back toward the Warden.
Setting it down as he picks up another portion of bone to start to etch and carve, Asta glances over at Deimos with a small smile tugging on the corners of his lips. “More than likely the one that you just made.” His shark-tooth grin is bright as he gestures to the one with the aurora, finding it a lovely little piece to bring. “Do you have one in mind you intend to bring?” He asks, tilting his attention back toward the Warden.
Astaroth
if you want me all to yourself, then take on the leap
