“You don’t understand, you can be both, because you are both. Sometimes it’s best that you are left out of a relationship, because that would have resulted in something truly bad for you, you may be small, but you’re probably stronger than I am.” He smiles comfortingly at them “You let things hurt you, because you know you can feel. Highs and lows are the best parts of life.”
He smiles softly, looking up to her “That sounds wonderful.” He sits down in a booth.
"So, how has life been for you?"
“Back to working the family business, so not amazing. Though not terrible either, I’m allowed to eat fruit now.” He looks to the wine in the glass.
"Hmm, still the master of deception?" one of Lify's horns (the broken one) stops glowing
He looks to the horn “Master of deception?” He smiles “You make it sound like I’m a criminal.”
"Ahhh, I forgot- it's a business!" she smirks
“Ah you remembered.” He chuckles “How have you been?”
"Kinda depressed, I mean- I did kill my sister like two weeks ago" her broken horn crumbles a bit more, and it looks like ink is dripping out of it
He tilts his head “Oh she’s dead?” He reaches up to the horn, though his arm length isn’t enough to get all the way there “Tell me more, I’m here for you.”
"So she tried to kill me... and I forget- it's all... hazy"
“It doesn’t matter much now, it’s better that you don’t remember I suppose.”
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
“You don’t understand, you can be both, because you are both. Sometimes it’s best that you are left out of a relationship, because that would have resulted in something truly bad for you, you may be small, but you’re probably stronger than I am.” He smiles comfortingly at them “You let things hurt you, because you know you can feel. Highs and lows are the best parts of life.”
He nods, not looking up. "I... I'll take your word for it. I haven't had a lot of really high points, and having it cut short like that... Well, anyway, no use dwelling on it." He pulls back slightly and looks up at Rag. "You hungry?"
William is sitting outside with Samaritan, looking over some blueprints that appear to be the foundation for a new restaurant. Samaritan has agreed to loan William some money in order to rebuild his restaurant, the Red Plate. William is explaining that he wants better room in the kitchen for staff to able to move around without bumping into each others stations.
The Herald is following behind a young woman who has a man hanging on her. He was employed for this job to keep her safe. He is dressed in a simple black jacket, the hood pulled over his head, with his normal half mask over his face, covering his nose and mouth.
Toboroth is back in the forests, the forest guardian curled up amongst the trees. Foxes, deer, badgers, raccoons, rabbits, birds, and animals of every kind come, talking to the deer-headed grassy aberration. Flowers bloom over his mossy skin despite the chill of winter. Its actually quite warm around him, like warm wet air.
William is sitting outside with Samaritan, looking over some blueprints that appear to be the foundation for a new restaurant. Samaritan has agreed to loan William some money in order to rebuild his restaurant, the Red Plate. William is explaining that he wants better room in the kitchen for staff to able to move around without bumping into each others stations.
The Herald is following behind a young woman who has a man hanging on her. He was employed for this job to keep her safe. He is dressed in a simple black jacket, the hood pulled over his head, with his normal half mask over his face, covering his nose and mouth.
Toboroth is back in the forests, the forest guardian curled up amongst the trees. Foxes, deer, badgers, raccoons, rabbits, birds, and animals of every kind come, talking to the deer-headed grassy aberration. Flowers bloom over his mossy skin despite the chill of winter. It’s actually quite warm around him, like warm wet air.
Rio has taken the form of a normal snake and is watching quietly.
Loriche is roving around, foraging as usual.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
William is sitting outside with Samaritan, looking over some blueprints that appear to be the foundation for a new restaurant. Samaritan has agreed to loan William some money in order to rebuild his restaurant, the Red Plate. William is explaining that he wants better room in the kitchen for staff to able to move around without bumping into each others stations.
The Herald is following behind a young woman who has a man hanging on her. He was employed for this job to keep her safe. He is dressed in a simple black jacket, the hood pulled over his head, with his normal half mask over his face, covering his nose and mouth.
Toboroth is back in the forests, the forest guardian curled up amongst the trees. Foxes, deer, badgers, raccoons, rabbits, birds, and animals of every kind come, talking to the deer-headed grassy aberration. Flowers bloom over his mossy skin despite the chill of winter. Its actually quite warm around him, like warm wet air.
*Trying to think of a good interaction...*
Felix waddles over with a large box of hot, homemade donuts of various kinds, with many colorful icings and fillings. He's also got three coffees in varying sizes, one for each of them.
William is sitting outside with Samaritan, looking over some blueprints that appear to be the foundation for a new restaurant. Samaritan has agreed to loan William some money in order to rebuild his restaurant, the Red Plate. William is explaining that he wants better room in the kitchen for staff to able to move around without bumping into each others stations.
The Herald is following behind a young woman who has a man hanging on her. He was employed for this job to keep her safe. He is dressed in a simple black jacket, the hood pulled over his head, with his normal half mask over his face, covering his nose and mouth.
Toboroth is back in the forests, the forest guardian curled up amongst the trees. Foxes, deer, badgers, raccoons, rabbits, birds, and animals of every kind come, talking to the deer-headed grassy aberration. Flowers bloom over his mossy skin despite the chill of winter. It’s actually quite warm around him, like warm wet air.
Rio has taken the form of a normal snake and is watching quietly.
Loriche is roving around, foraging as usual.
Samaritan explains to William that he needs more room for the patrons of the restaurant and the amount he wants for the kitchen is going to leave little room for people.
She sees a massive bony length that resembles a snake-like body with multiple legs with a deer-skull head at one end.
William is sitting outside with Samaritan, looking over some blueprints that appear to be the foundation for a new restaurant. Samaritan has agreed to loan William some money in order to rebuild his restaurant, the Red Plate. William is explaining that he wants better room in the kitchen for staff to able to move around without bumping into each others stations.
The Herald is following behind a young woman who has a man hanging on her. He was employed for this job to keep her safe. He is dressed in a simple black jacket, the hood pulled over his head, with his normal half mask over his face, covering his nose and mouth.
Toboroth is back in the forests, the forest guardian curled up amongst the trees. Foxes, deer, badgers, raccoons, rabbits, birds, and animals of every kind come, talking to the deer-headed grassy aberration. Flowers bloom over his mossy skin despite the chill of winter. Its actually quite warm around him, like warm wet air.
*Trying to think of a good interaction...*
Felix waddles over with a large box of hot, homemade donuts of various kinds, with many colorful icings and fillings. He's also got three coffees in varying sizes, one for each of them.
Samaritan looks down and nods "Good afternoon Felix." he greets. William seems to go from talking to quiet as soon as Felix walks over, simply nodding at him.
"I guess" Lify looks down at her body, and black ink drips from her broken horn. there is no glow in her. she than stares around in fear.
“What’s wrong? Can I help with whatever’s wrong?” He says concerned.
"I'll... probably live?" She kinda shrugs, breathing in air through her teeth, and at that exact moment her horn and body flickers back to the normal, flamish glowy everything
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
William is sitting outside with Samaritan, looking over some blueprints that appear to be the foundation for a new restaurant. Samaritan has agreed to loan William some money in order to rebuild his restaurant, the Red Plate. William is explaining that he wants better room in the kitchen for staff to able to move around without bumping into each others stations.
The Herald is following behind a young woman who has a man hanging on her. He was employed for this job to keep her safe. He is dressed in a simple black jacket, the hood pulled over his head, with his normal half mask over his face, covering his nose and mouth.
Toboroth is back in the forests, the forest guardian curled up amongst the trees. Foxes, deer, badgers, raccoons, rabbits, birds, and animals of every kind come, talking to the deer-headed grassy aberration. Flowers bloom over his mossy skin despite the chill of winter. It’s actually quite warm around him, like warm wet air.
Rio has taken the form of a normal snake and is watching quietly.
Loriche is roving around, foraging as usual.
Samaritan explains to William that he needs more room for the patrons of the restaurant and the amount he wants for the kitchen is going to leave little room for people.
She sees a massive bony length that resembles a snake-like body with multiple legs with a deer-skull head at one end.
Riotan is keeping his distance for sure, knowing that Samaritan will be very upset to see him again but unable to resist prying into everyone’s lives.
Perplexed and a little scared, she approaches slowly.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“You don’t understand, you can be both, because you are both. Sometimes it’s best that you are left out of a relationship, because that would have resulted in something truly bad for you, you may be small, but you’re probably stronger than I am.” He smiles comfortingly at them “You let things hurt you, because you know you can feel. Highs and lows are the best parts of life.”
He nods, not looking up. "I... I'll take your word for it. I haven't had a lot of really high points, and having it cut short like that... Well, anyway, no use dwelling on it." He pulls back slightly and looks up at Rag. "You hungry?"
“You can always talk to me if you need an ear to listen. Remember that.” He puts them back down to the ground softly “I could eat.”
Felix waddles over with a large box of hot, homemade donuts of various kinds, with many colorful icings and fillings. He's also got three coffees in varying sizes, one for each of them.
Samaritan looks down and nods "Good afternoon Felix." he greets. William seems to go from talking to quiet as soon as Felix walks over, simply nodding at him.
"Hey, Samaritan." Felix places the coffees in each of their hands, not asking for consent, before placing the donuts on the nearby table. He sits down beside the box, in front of William. "So, what are you guys planning?"
William is sitting outside with Samaritan, looking over some blueprints that appear to be the foundation for a new restaurant. Samaritan has agreed to loan William some money in order to rebuild his restaurant, the Red Plate. William is explaining that he wants better room in the kitchen for staff to able to move around without bumping into each others stations.
The Herald is following behind a young woman who has a man hanging on her. He was employed for this job to keep her safe. He is dressed in a simple black jacket, the hood pulled over his head, with his normal half mask over his face, covering his nose and mouth.
Toboroth is back in the forests, the forest guardian curled up amongst the trees. Foxes, deer, badgers, raccoons, rabbits, birds, and animals of every kind come, talking to the deer-headed grassy aberration. Flowers bloom over his mossy skin despite the chill of winter. It’s actually quite warm around him, like warm wet air.
Rio has taken the form of a normal snake and is watching quietly.
Loriche is roving around, foraging as usual.
Samaritan explains to William that he needs more room for the patrons of the restaurant and the amount he wants for the kitchen is going to leave little room for people.
She sees a massive bony length that resembles a snake-like body with multiple legs with a deer-skull head at one end.
Riotan is keeping his distance for sure, knowing that Samaritan will be very upset to see him again but unable to resist prying into everyone’s lives.
Perplexed and a little scared, she approaches slowly.
William goes off to retrieve some more pens and Samartian's heads snap around at the snake "What do you want?" He grumbles, his tone cold.
It looks up and tilts its head "H e l l o.." a voice mumurs.
Felix waddles over with a large box of hot, homemade donuts of various kinds, with many colorful icings and fillings. He's also got three coffees in varying sizes, one for each of them.
Samaritan looks down and nods "Good afternoon Felix." he greets. William seems to go from talking to quiet as soon as Felix walks over, simply nodding at him.
"Hey, Samaritan." Felix places the coffees in each of their hands, not asking for consent, before placing the donuts on the nearby table. He sits down beside the box, in front of William. "So, what are you guys planning?"
William avoids eye contact at all points despite Felix sitting in front of him, working on the blueprint instead. Samaritan narrows his eyes at William but says nothing "We are reconstructing the Red Plate." he explains to Felix,
William is sitting outside with Samaritan, looking over some blueprints that appear to be the foundation for a new restaurant. Samaritan has agreed to loan William some money in order to rebuild his restaurant, the Red Plate. William is explaining that he wants better room in the kitchen for staff to able to move around without bumping into each others stations.
The Herald is following behind a young woman who has a man hanging on her. He was employed for this job to keep her safe. He is dressed in a simple black jacket, the hood pulled over his head, with his normal half mask over his face, covering his nose and mouth.
Toboroth is back in the forests, the forest guardian curled up amongst the trees. Foxes, deer, badgers, raccoons, rabbits, birds, and animals of every kind come, talking to the deer-headed grassy aberration. Flowers bloom over his mossy skin despite the chill of winter. It’s actually quite warm around him, like warm wet air.
Rio has taken the form of a normal snake and is watching quietly.
Loriche is roving around, foraging as usual.
Samaritan explains to William that he needs more room for the patrons of the restaurant and the amount he wants for the kitchen is going to leave little room for people.
She sees a massive bony length that resembles a snake-like body with multiple legs with a deer-skull head at one end.
Riotan is keeping his distance for sure, knowing that Samaritan will be very upset to see him again but unable to resist prying into everyone’s lives.
Perplexed and a little scared, she approaches slowly.
William goes off to retrieve some more pens and Samartian's heads snap around at the snake "What do you want?" He grumbles, his tone cold.
It looks up and tilts its head "H e l l o.." a voice mumurs.
He continues like a normal snake, acting as though he can’t hear.
“Who… are you?”
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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*Cut for Baalze*
“You don’t understand, you can be both, because you are both. Sometimes it’s best that you are left out of a relationship, because that would have resulted in something truly bad for you, you may be small, but you’re probably stronger than I am.” He smiles comfortingly at them “You let things hurt you, because you know you can feel. Highs and lows are the best parts of life.”
She sits down and shrugs "Cold.. Never liked the winter weather" She laughs gently.
"I heard that!" He grins and smacks him on the back "Look at ya!"
"IWASWORRIEDABOUTYOU!!!!" She spins her around, giggling
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“It doesn’t matter much now, it’s better that you don’t remember I suppose.”
*cut with demonslayer*
"I guess" Lify looks down at her body, and black ink drips from her broken horn. there is no glow in her. she than stares around in fear.
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
He nods, not looking up. "I... I'll take your word for it. I haven't had a lot of really high points, and having it cut short like that... Well, anyway, no use dwelling on it." He pulls back slightly and looks up at Rag. "You hungry?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
William is sitting outside with Samaritan, looking over some blueprints that appear to be the foundation for a new restaurant. Samaritan has agreed to loan William some money in order to rebuild his restaurant, the Red Plate. William is explaining that he wants better room in the kitchen for staff to able to move around without bumping into each others stations.
The Herald is following behind a young woman who has a man hanging on her. He was employed for this job to keep her safe. He is dressed in a simple black jacket, the hood pulled over his head, with his normal half mask over his face, covering his nose and mouth.
Toboroth is back in the forests, the forest guardian curled up amongst the trees. Foxes, deer, badgers, raccoons, rabbits, birds, and animals of every kind come, talking to the deer-headed grassy aberration. Flowers bloom over his mossy skin despite the chill of winter. Its actually quite warm around him, like warm wet air.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Rio has taken the form of a normal snake and is watching quietly.
Loriche is roving around, foraging as usual.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Trying to think of a good interaction...*
Felix waddles over with a large box of hot, homemade donuts of various kinds, with many colorful icings and fillings. He's also got three coffees in varying sizes, one for each of them.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He wraps his arm around her, slightly warm “The velvet keeps me warm, but I never liked it much either.”
He smiles wide “Just doin’ what I learned from my good friend Arthur, you know ‘em?”
They let themselves be spun, not very used to the feeling, usually the spinner.
Samaritan explains to William that he needs more room for the patrons of the restaurant and the amount he wants for the kitchen is going to leave little room for people.
She sees a massive bony length that resembles a snake-like body with multiple legs with a deer-skull head at one end.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“What’s wrong? Can I help with whatever’s wrong?” He says concerned.
Samaritan looks down and nods "Good afternoon Felix." he greets. William seems to go from talking to quiet as soon as Felix walks over, simply nodding at him.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"I'll... probably live?" She kinda shrugs, breathing in air through her teeth, and at that exact moment her horn and body flickers back to the normal, flamish glowy everything
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Hallo, I am a pan, NB (Demigirl?), chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. I do think it may be do for a username change one day; but today is not that day.
"I never liked the feeling of velvet.. kinda felt weird but that is just me." She chuckles.
"Bah... Everything you learned is something you learned yourself, nothing from me." He chuckles.
She giggles madly "What are you doing."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Riotan is keeping his distance for sure, knowing that Samaritan will be very upset to see him again but unable to resist prying into everyone’s lives.
Perplexed and a little scared, she approaches slowly.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“You can always talk to me if you need an ear to listen. Remember that.” He puts them back down to the ground softly “I could eat.”
"Hey, Samaritan." Felix places the coffees in each of their hands, not asking for consent, before placing the donuts on the nearby table. He sits down beside the box, in front of William. "So, what are you guys planning?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
William goes off to retrieve some more pens and Samartian's heads snap around at the snake "What do you want?" He grumbles, his tone cold.
It looks up and tilts its head "H e l l o.." a voice mumurs.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
William avoids eye contact at all points despite Felix sitting in front of him, working on the blueprint instead. Samaritan narrows his eyes at William but says nothing "We are reconstructing the Red Plate." he explains to Felix,
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He continues like a normal snake, acting as though he can’t hear.
“Who… are you?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.