"Good. That's very good. Have you written anything you liked lately?"
"Just whatever is in this." He holds it up, narrowing his eyes at it.
"Maybe you should write something for fun. It might help you write something better so you can please that thing. Get the creative juices flowing, you know? I used to paint, but when I did it for money I had a much harder time."
"Its an art, just like painting. It doesn't come to me unless I have an idea already in mind. And all that has been plaguing my mind was a world infested with butterflies crawling out of every body I saw..." He said, nervously fiddling with his tie.
"Maybe that's what Kehmet wants. Maybe it tore you out of your own world just so you could do that for it. But what do you want? What would clear your head?"
"Nothing clears my head, at least from what I've tried.. My thoughts are always racing, like a stream.. It never ends."
"Perhaps you should spend some time away from Kehmet, then. It's possible that it is what is filling your head like that. I can arrange a temporary removal so that you can try an relax. Washington will be waiting for you as long as you need it."
"Good. That's very good. Have you written anything you liked lately?"
"Just whatever is in this." He holds it up, narrowing his eyes at it.
"Maybe you should write something for fun. It might help you write something better so you can please that thing. Get the creative juices flowing, you know? I used to paint, but when I did it for money I had a much harder time."
"Its an art, just like painting. It doesn't come to me unless I have an idea already in mind. And all that has been plaguing my mind was a world infested with butterflies crawling out of every body I saw..." He said, nervously fiddling with his tie.
"Maybe that's what Kehmet wants. Maybe it tore you out of your own world just so you could do that for it. But what do you want? What would clear your head?"
"Nothing clears my head, at least from what I've tried.. My thoughts are always racing, like a stream.. It never ends."
"Perhaps you should spend some time away from Kehmet, then. It's possible that it is what is filling your head like that. I can arrange a temporary removal so that you can try an relax. Washington will be waiting for you as long as you need it."
"But my wife and.. my freaking home! Literally picked up this book and suddenly I'm hear with this friggin butterfly demon in my head and so many headaches." He paces around, stressed.
"Perhaps you should spend some time away from Kehmet, then. It's possible that it is what is filling your head like that. I can arrange a temporary removal so that you can try an relax. Washington will be waiting for you as long as you need it."
"But my wife and.. my freaking home! Literally picked up this book and suddenly I'm hear with this friggin butterfly demon in my head and so many headaches." He paces around, stressed.
"But if you can't write your way back home, what's the point of beating your head against a wall? It wants something better than what you're providing, right? So take some time off and get some inspiration! You can't catch it, you have to wait for it to come to you."
"Perhaps you should spend some time away from Kehmet, then. It's possible that it is what is filling your head like that. I can arrange a temporary removal so that you can try an relax. Washington will be waiting for you as long as you need it."
"But my wife and.. my freaking home! Literally picked up this book and suddenly I'm hear with this friggin butterfly demon in my head and so many headaches." He paces around, stressed.
"But if you can't write your way back home, what's the point of beating your head against a wall? It wants something better than what you're providing, right? So take some time off and get some inspiration! You can't catch it, you have to wait for it to come to you."
Scott looks at him like he just offered the dumbest answer to a complex question. "Sir, I'm sorry I don't know you're name, but that world over there, its where I'm from! Its my home! Being here is just stressful and I just want to go back but I can't." He flips through the book "Half this text I've written doesn't even make sense..."
"Perhaps you should spend some time away from Kehmet, then. It's possible that it is what is filling your head like that. I can arrange a temporary removal so that you can try an relax. Washington will be waiting for you as long as you need it."
"But my wife and.. my freaking home! Literally picked up this book and suddenly I'm hear with this friggin butterfly demon in my head and so many headaches." He paces around, stressed.
"But if you can't write your way back home, what's the point of beating your head against a wall? It wants something better than what you're providing, right? So take some time off and get some inspiration! You can't catch it, you have to wait for it to come to you."
Scott looks at him like he just offered the dumbest answer to a complex question. "Sir, I'm sorry I don't know you're name, but that world over there, its where I'm from! Its my home! Being here is just stressful and I just want to go back but I can't." He flips through the book "Half this text I've written doesn't even make sense..."
"So? Your stress is what's causing your writing to be bad." He sighs. "This is getting nowhere. If I was separated from my home, and I needed to relax for just a moment if I wanted to ever see it again, I would take that risk."
"Perhaps you should spend some time away from Kehmet, then. It's possible that it is what is filling your head like that. I can arrange a temporary removal so that you can try an relax. Washington will be waiting for you as long as you need it."
"But my wife and.. my freaking home! Literally picked up this book and suddenly I'm hear with this friggin butterfly demon in my head and so many headaches." He paces around, stressed.
"But if you can't write your way back home, what's the point of beating your head against a wall? It wants something better than what you're providing, right? So take some time off and get some inspiration! You can't catch it, you have to wait for it to come to you."
Scott looks at him like he just offered the dumbest answer to a complex question. "Sir, I'm sorry I don't know you're name, but that world over there, its where I'm from! Its my home! Being here is just stressful and I just want to go back but I can't." He flips through the book "Half this text I've written doesn't even make sense..."
"So? Your stress is what's causing your writing to be bad." He sighs. "This is getting nowhere. If I was separated from my home, and I needed to relax for just a moment if I wanted to ever see it again, I would take that risk."
Scott sighs and rubs his hand over his face "Everyone's experiences are different. My paranoia won't let me stop thinking about the worst possible outcome. I keep thinking that I'll never leave, that people in the woods are watching me, that my skin is crawling my larvae, that this is a dream I'm never waking up from..." he said, rubbing the skin of his arm where scabs, both fresh and recently picked open dot it.
After a bit, Lore and Harmonia appear. She narrows her eyes at Oval "Next time you wan my attention, don't scream it into my brain."
Theren chuckles, smiling at her.
*Also, if one of them calls him a hero i have a whole slew of dialogue ready lol. my brain goes brrrrr at times*
Lore walks over and plants a dramatic kiss on his head "She said you wanted to see me." She said, throwing a playful but angry looking glare at Oval who shrugs.
After a bit, Lore and Harmonia appear. She narrows her eyes at Oval "Next time you wan my attention, don't scream it into my brain."
Theren chuckles, smiling at her.
*Also, if one of them calls him a hero i have a whole slew of dialogue ready lol. my brain goes brrrrr at times*
Lore walks over and plants a dramatic kiss on his head "She said you wanted to see me." She said, throwing a playful but angry looking glare at Oval who shrugs.
"Yeah, well, i was worried."
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After a bit, Lore and Harmonia appear. She narrows her eyes at Oval "Next time you wan my attention, don't scream it into my brain."
Theren chuckles, smiling at her.
*Also, if one of them calls him a hero i have a whole slew of dialogue ready lol. my brain goes brrrrr at times*
Lore walks over and plants a dramatic kiss on his head "She said you wanted to see me." She said, throwing a playful but angry looking glare at Oval who shrugs.
"Yeah, well, i was worried."
She looks down at Harmonia "Do you want to tell him or should I?" She asked. Harmonia grinned and stood in front of Theren. Suddenly, before his eyes, her features grow a little more canine. Her pointed ears growing fluffy, her fingers and toes growing clawish.
"So? Your stress is what's causing your writing to be bad." He sighs. "This is getting nowhere. If I was separated from my home, and I needed to relax for just a moment if I wanted to ever see it again, I would take that risk."
Scott sighs and rubs his hand over his face "Everyone's experiences are different. My paranoia won't let me stop thinking about the worst possible outcome. I keep thinking that I'll never leave, that people in the woods are watching me, that my skin is crawling my larvae, that this is a dream I'm never waking up from..." he said, rubbing the skin of his arm where scabs, both fresh and recently picked open dot it.
The Leviathan sighs and gives them a big tube of antibiotic ointment and a box of bandaids. "See a therapist, and please take care of yourself. I can't save you from yourself. I'm not that good a hero." He walks off, looking weak and dejected despite the sheer power he displayed before.
"So? Your stress is what's causing your writing to be bad." He sighs. "This is getting nowhere. If I was separated from my home, and I needed to relax for just a moment if I wanted to ever see it again, I would take that risk."
Scott sighs and rubs his hand over his face "Everyone's experiences are different. My paranoia won't let me stop thinking about the worst possible outcome. I keep thinking that I'll never leave, that people in the woods are watching me, that my skin is crawling my larvae, that this is a dream I'm never waking up from..." he said, rubbing the skin of his arm where scabs, both fresh and recently picked open dot it.
The Leviathan sighs and gives them a big tube of antibiotic ointment and a box of bandaids. "See a therapist, and please take care of yourself. I can't save you from yourself. I'm not that good a hero." He walks off, looking weak and dejected despite the sheer power he displayed before.
"There are no therapists out here I think..." He says, tying back his hair "But... I'll try what you said..."
After a bit, Lore and Harmonia appear. She narrows her eyes at Oval "Next time you wan my attention, don't scream it into my brain."
Theren chuckles, smiling at her.
*Also, if one of them calls him a hero i have a whole slew of dialogue ready lol. my brain goes brrrrr at times*
Lore walks over and plants a dramatic kiss on his head "She said you wanted to see me." She said, throwing a playful but angry looking glare at Oval who shrugs.
"Yeah, well, i was worried."
She looks down at Harmonia "Do you want to tell him or should I?" She asked. Harmonia grinned and stood in front of Theren. Suddenly, before his eyes, her features grow a little more canine. Her pointed ears growing fluffy, her fingers and toes growing clawish.
Therens eyes widen. "I...oh my gods above..."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"So? Your stress is what's causing your writing to be bad." He sighs. "This is getting nowhere. If I was separated from my home, and I needed to relax for just a moment if I wanted to ever see it again, I would take that risk."
Scott sighs and rubs his hand over his face "Everyone's experiences are different. My paranoia won't let me stop thinking about the worst possible outcome. I keep thinking that I'll never leave, that people in the woods are watching me, that my skin is crawling my larvae, that this is a dream I'm never waking up from..." he said, rubbing the skin of his arm where scabs, both fresh and recently picked open dot it.
The Leviathan sighs and gives them a big tube of antibiotic ointment and a box of bandaids. "See a therapist, and please take care of yourself. I can't save you from yourself. I'm not that good a hero." He walks off, looking weak and dejected despite the sheer power he displayed before.
"There are no therapists out here I think..." He says, tying back his hair "But... I'll try what you said..."
"I'll try and find one for you. Someone who can hook you up with anti-anxiety meds or something."
After a bit, Lore and Harmonia appear. She narrows her eyes at Oval "Next time you wan my attention, don't scream it into my brain."
Theren chuckles, smiling at her.
*Also, if one of them calls him a hero i have a whole slew of dialogue ready lol. my brain goes brrrrr at times*
Lore walks over and plants a dramatic kiss on his head "She said you wanted to see me." She said, throwing a playful but angry looking glare at Oval who shrugs.
"Yeah, well, i was worried."
She looks down at Harmonia "Do you want to tell him or should I?" She asked. Harmonia grinned and stood in front of Theren. Suddenly, before his eyes, her features grow a little more canine. Her pointed ears growing fluffy, her fingers and toes growing clawish.
Therens eyes widen. "I...oh my gods above..."
"Mama said im getting better!" She said and made a scary face.
"So? Your stress is what's causing your writing to be bad." He sighs. "This is getting nowhere. If I was separated from my home, and I needed to relax for just a moment if I wanted to ever see it again, I would take that risk."
Scott sighs and rubs his hand over his face "Everyone's experiences are different. My paranoia won't let me stop thinking about the worst possible outcome. I keep thinking that I'll never leave, that people in the woods are watching me, that my skin is crawling my larvae, that this is a dream I'm never waking up from..." he said, rubbing the skin of his arm where scabs, both fresh and recently picked open dot it.
The Leviathan sighs and gives them a big tube of antibiotic ointment and a box of bandaids. "See a therapist, and please take care of yourself. I can't save you from yourself. I'm not that good a hero." He walks off, looking weak and dejected despite the sheer power he displayed before.
"There are no therapists out here I think..." He says, tying back his hair "But... I'll try what you said..."
"I'll try and find one for you. Someone who can hook you up with anti-anxiety meds or something."
"You... You don't have to do that." He said, fidgeting with his tie "Hell, I'm talking to much.."
After a bit, Lore and Harmonia appear. She narrows her eyes at Oval "Next time you wan my attention, don't scream it into my brain."
Theren chuckles, smiling at her.
*Also, if one of them calls him a hero i have a whole slew of dialogue ready lol. my brain goes brrrrr at times*
Lore walks over and plants a dramatic kiss on his head "She said you wanted to see me." She said, throwing a playful but angry looking glare at Oval who shrugs.
"Yeah, well, i was worried."
She looks down at Harmonia "Do you want to tell him or should I?" She asked. Harmonia grinned and stood in front of Theren. Suddenly, before his eyes, her features grow a little more canine. Her pointed ears growing fluffy, her fingers and toes growing clawish.
Therens eyes widen. "I...oh my gods above..."
"Mama said im getting better!" She said and made a scary face.
He ruffles her hair. "You are kiddo."
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"Perhaps you should spend some time away from Kehmet, then. It's possible that it is what is filling your head like that. I can arrange a temporary removal so that you can try an relax. Washington will be waiting for you as long as you need it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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"But my wife and.. my freaking home! Literally picked up this book and suddenly I'm hear with this friggin butterfly demon in my head and so many headaches." He paces around, stressed.
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
"But if you can't write your way back home, what's the point of beating your head against a wall? It wants something better than what you're providing, right? So take some time off and get some inspiration! You can't catch it, you have to wait for it to come to you."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The wolf yips happily
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Scott looks at him like he just offered the dumbest answer to a complex question. "Sir, I'm sorry I don't know you're name, but that world over there, its where I'm from! Its my home! Being here is just stressful and I just want to go back but I can't." He flips through the book "Half this text I've written doesn't even make sense..."
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
After a bit, Lore and Harmonia appear. She narrows her eyes at Oval "Next time you wan my attention, don't scream it into my brain."
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
"So? Your stress is what's causing your writing to be bad." He sighs. "This is getting nowhere. If I was separated from my home, and I needed to relax for just a moment if I wanted to ever see it again, I would take that risk."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Theren chuckles, smiling at her.
*Also, if one of them calls him a hero i have a whole slew of dialogue ready lol. my brain goes brrrrr at times*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Scott sighs and rubs his hand over his face "Everyone's experiences are different. My paranoia won't let me stop thinking about the worst possible outcome. I keep thinking that I'll never leave, that people in the woods are watching me, that my skin is crawling my larvae, that this is a dream I'm never waking up from..." he said, rubbing the skin of his arm where scabs, both fresh and recently picked open dot it.
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
Lore walks over and plants a dramatic kiss on his head "She said you wanted to see me." She said, throwing a playful but angry looking glare at Oval who shrugs.
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
"Yeah, well, i was worried."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks down at Harmonia "Do you want to tell him or should I?" She asked. Harmonia grinned and stood in front of Theren. Suddenly, before his eyes, her features grow a little more canine. Her pointed ears growing fluffy, her fingers and toes growing clawish.
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
The Leviathan sighs and gives them a big tube of antibiotic ointment and a box of bandaids. "See a therapist, and please take care of yourself. I can't save you from yourself. I'm not that good a hero." He walks off, looking weak and dejected despite the sheer power he displayed before.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"There are no therapists out here I think..." He says, tying back his hair "But... I'll try what you said..."
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
Therens eyes widen. "I...oh my gods above..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I'll try and find one for you. Someone who can hook you up with anti-anxiety meds or something."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Mama said im getting better!" She said and made a scary face.
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
"You... You don't have to do that." He said, fidgeting with his tie "Hell, I'm talking to much.."
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 ruffles her hair. "You are kiddo."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.