and the sky was littered with the corpses of stars
Perhaps there are times as they follow Mabel and Aamu and drop pieces of hay that they offer a quiet hum of a song alongside the tones that Mabel offers. They’re not a singer by any means, but they do their best to hum and drop hay, to dance a swirling, bounding beat alongside their companions. Mabel offers Aamu apples and Azrael bounds closer in their quiet dance, aiming to grab his hand and invite him into a dance with them – drawing no attention to the tears that he hides away.Azrael doesn’t understand, they’re simply light and unknowing of all the sorrow and sadness that accompanies him. But if they can offer a bit of light to the darkness within Aamu, they want to. Provided Aamu accepts the offer to dance with them, they reach out to grasp Mabel’s free hand too, to tug her along into the trio as they wander down the path, an easy and bright fanged smile on their face, hoping that their innocence and purity might soften the fears, worries, and sorrow that burn through their companions.
this one night, i saw a million lightyears pass
Azrael
