if there's a light at the end, it's just the sun in your eyes
i know you wanna go to heaven
His gunmetal eyes narrow in on her as she stands too, hunched and breathless. She glares right back at him before shouting, and he wants to roll his eyes, wants to lock her up somewhere where she can stop fucking with the flower and his mind. But she’s charging again, and he prepares himself to protect the flower, but this time he aims for a different strategy.
He can feel the chill and bite of the snowy wind on the wounds on his neck and cheeks, and he swallows hard against them as she nears, reaching with wide arms in an attempt to grab and hold, to lift her from the ground to take her away from the flower. He’s realized there’s no reasoning with her, there’s no way he can try to bring the quiet midwife back unless he does plant said flower. And so he has to try.
He can feel the chill and bite of the snowy wind on the wounds on his neck and cheeks, and he swallows hard against them as she nears, reaching with wide arms in an attempt to grab and hold, to lift her from the ground to take her away from the flower. He’s realized there’s no reasoning with her, there’s no way he can try to bring the quiet midwife back unless he does plant said flower. And so he has to try.
but you're human tonight
SUNJATA
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
