/ LRT
im keeping this around in case i ever get muse again, but if you want to talk to a different broody old man, im currenty writing roland from library of ruina
for the wrong of others? '
what he longed for was her understanding, her benevolent truth beyond the howl of the abyss.
' how easy you gave into the abyss. whilst i battle it century by century. ' the cursed arm is shown.
' do you hear yourself? you take my empathy as cowardice, a weakness. ' firm upon his ground, he steps forth, brows creasing at her.
' yet i have the strength to spare it, while you do not. why must the innocent pay +