VARUS
tell me father, which to ask forgiveness for?
what i am, or what i'm not?
what i am, or what i'm not?
Truthfully, he doesn’t know when he woke up. All he knows is that he feels like shit with the annoying warnings buzzing in his mind and the mangled, useless arm that hangs limply from his shoulder. The rest of it? He’s realized he’s in the Queens Gambit, pulled himself out of the roots of the hedges, and tried to find his way back out.
So he’s wandered.
And wandered.
And wandered —
And then he finds a bowl of flame with a stranger around it with a fucking dragon of all things, and he finds himself barking a humorless laugh rather than a hello, his good hand gripping at the branches of the hedge with as much anger and frustration as he can manage in this state. “It’s just a legend. Don’t waste your time with it.” He says, leveling his blue gaze on the Wraith. “Unless you’re into them in which case feel free to enjoy that fucking let down.”
So he’s wandered.
And wandered.
And wandered —
And then he finds a bowl of flame with a stranger around it with a fucking dragon of all things, and he finds himself barking a humorless laugh rather than a hello, his good hand gripping at the branches of the hedge with as much anger and frustration as he can manage in this state. “It’s just a legend. Don’t waste your time with it.” He says, leveling his blue gaze on the Wraith. “Unless you’re into them in which case feel free to enjoy that fucking let down.”
tell me mother, which should i regret?
what i became, or what i didn't?
what i became, or what i didn't?
