SUNJATA
angel loves to keep me spinning, much too high to see
that all these chains have started thinning & hell is breaking free
that all these chains have started thinning & hell is breaking free
It’s a bit of both, really. A different dream, not entirely a nightmare (yet), and as Sunjata continues to move he seems to take over parts of Isla too. A leg, at first, until her hand touches his shoulder and he seems to smooth out in the dream a bit more. But it doesn’t take long before that’s all for naught, because the second that everything seems calm, (luckily at this point a few hours later), he jolts with a gasp, sitting up as his body starts to paint itself in armored dragon plates, hands shifting to claws, and he tries to catch his breath.
And rather than saying anything about his typical nightmares like he usually would, he instead opts for the quiet, bewildered, slight growl of upset to say “that mother fucker.” in between his panting breaths, of course.
And rather than saying anything about his typical nightmares like he usually would, he instead opts for the quiet, bewildered, slight growl of upset to say “that mother fucker.” in between his panting breaths, of course.
every choice, every lie, demons that he kept inside
angel now that i've stopped spinning, could you come clean?
angel now that i've stopped spinning, could you come clean?
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
