Dσ’Mιɾɳιƈ
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Dσ’Mιɾɳιƈ
@bieveneau
and i’m thinkin’ damn if these walls could talk | layout by bard | Minors DNI


there is... another of me? how many times did i get ripped apart? how many times did i die?


this story is a tragedy because it didn't have to end this way.

— about anything. " tell me about your mom .. what was she like? "

— ponders over far too much in his day-to-day. " i hadnt considered that .. youre correct it's— it's a risk. "

— old news. easy to dispose of, and cheaper to replace than upkeep. " i know many of my men that would come work for you in a heartbeat. they .. miss the real human connection .. and miss.being spoken to as .. well— men. " people. humans. citizens.

— she'll always, in a sense, be a stranger. and perhaps that hurts her far more than she'll ever let on.

— all out of your hands .. you too were just a kid .. playing parent. "

— to help out. " to help keep him active .. as desk and guard duty as of currently offer him .. no real action anymore. because running around and tormenting the cats wasnt nearly enough to keep him in shape anymore.

— but wonder what your regulars at the pub like to say. " the ones that dont give him the cold shoulder and the eyes of death, of course. besides that, he'll gladly stay, seated on his knees, for as long as the other wanted to stare. granted, he couldnt blame those who did.

