// we stood, steady as the stars in the woods, so happy-hearted
and the warmth rang true inside these bones, as the old pine fell we sang //
and the warmth rang true inside these bones, as the old pine fell we sang //
Aamu’s admission has a softer smile crossing their face as they regard their sketch again. The charcoal lowers, lines drawn and filled in, smudged with a finger to blend it out. “I think it might be a bit overwhelming.” They admit with a soft laugh, lifting their head, their smile and laughter reflected in their eyes. “But… I’ve also never bit anyone before. It would all be overwhelming, probably.” They can’t even imagine what it would be like. Any thoughts of their attempts come up empty, as if they can’t quite wrap their mind around just how intense the feeling would be.
Luckily for them, the conversation of the maze has their attention now – the drawing forgotten once more to focus on the pale man beside them. “Really?” They ask, their voice taking on quite a bit of intrigue, their eyes widening in surprise and wonder. If the Labyrinth was made from a plant from here, then what was Queen’s Gambit capable of in its full glory?
“The Eye of Fire… Are the Acquired what the Abandoned used to be called?” They ask, watching Aamu’s face with the entire idea that they’d certainly absorb everything Aamu had to tell them. “I try to stay as far away from fire as possible.” They say softly, a gentle laugh running through them again.
Luckily for them, the conversation of the maze has their attention now – the drawing forgotten once more to focus on the pale man beside them. “Really?” They ask, their voice taking on quite a bit of intrigue, their eyes widening in surprise and wonder. If the Labyrinth was made from a plant from here, then what was Queen’s Gambit capable of in its full glory?
“The Eye of Fire… Are the Acquired what the Abandoned used to be called?” They ask, watching Aamu’s face with the entire idea that they’d certainly absorb everything Aamu had to tell them. “I try to stay as far away from fire as possible.” They say softly, a gentle laugh running through them again.
Azrael
