

towards dawn, she pronounced for the first time the word 'death'.
Raven .ᐟ
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towards dawn, she pronounced for the first time the word 'death'.


It was never easy. Especially for him. She just happened to make it more bearable for him. The two gently swaying, Evan entirely relaxed against her. Calm.

He simply comtinued to relax. Letting her take the lead, gently rocking back and forth with her. Trying his best to recompose himself from his earlier outburst. "Right..."

"I can't help it..." He'd murmur softly as he relaxed into her, eyes slowly shutting. Simply enjoying her presence at that point.

A gentle wave of calmness spread through his body. Leaning into her comforting embrace, resting his chin on top of her head. "Yes, ma'am."



tell me, father, which am i to ask forgiveness for: what i am, or what i'm not? tell me, mother, which should i regret: what i became, or what i didn't?


he doesn't want to get used to this, this hate, this anger, but how sweetly it grips and how sweetly it lulls him away from fear. it is this the only thing still binding him together.

He leaned into her kiss, eyes averting. Despite her words of reassurance, he still felt awful about dropping that all on her. Its not her responsibility to deal with his baggage. Leading him to quiet murmur another apology. "I'm sorry..."