it's casting shadows and lies

// the edge is getting closer, it's a long spiral down. it's so fun to fly 'til you hit the ground
i think i'm getting too close, i think i'm getting too close //

Ronin had bruised Safrin’s ego, and what did that mean for Sunjata when he arrives, married to an Ascended who had gone and… From what Sunjata could tell, had a terrible interaction with. What did it mean if he, too, were to blame for bruising Safrin’s ego? Would she take his shifts? Break him down into nothing because he’s said no? It tacks onto his worries, minor in comparison seeing as its LongNight. But when the sun rises again? What then?

“Yeah.” He says in quiet agreement, leeching the warmth from the Star into his cold plated shoulders. “I don’t know how wrong, but… Wrong. And with LongNight he’s had so much to deal with.” He chews on his cheek, closes his eyes, shakes his head as his clawed hands tremble again. “I didn’t tell him about my father. I lied to him about my wing. I pretended so he could be focused for LongNight. And he might not even come back.” He’d kept so much hidden that it’ll be a flood upon his return, if he returns, and now he has to tack on tonight to it too.

it's hard to get to heaven with my head in my hands

SUNJATA