Delphine
Delphine received no answer, and instead watched as he shifted. A raven. Like the ones across his chest. Beautiful, even in sadness. She moved to stand, as he sought to take flight.
"Bye-bye, pretty bird." She murmured, feeling the cold as she stood. And as she headed home, newly formed bruises on her wrist, which she's forgotten about, she can only ponder about the man.
What kind of twisted monster was he letting himself become?
-FIN-
"Bye-bye, pretty bird." She murmured, feeling the cold as she stood. And as she headed home, newly formed bruises on her wrist, which she's forgotten about, she can only ponder about the man.
What kind of twisted monster was he letting himself become?
-FIN-
How can I begin again?
How can I try to love someone new,
someone who isn’t you?
How can I try to love someone new,
someone who isn’t you?
