10-04-2022, 01:11 PM
Mordred shuffled toward his sibling and mother, breaths short and wheezing. He paused to cough and sat down from the rasping coughing. Finally settling himself, he took a sparing, weak glance to Jormungand before staring up at his mother. "What're we doing, momma?" He wheezed, sitting down next to Maggotsdream.
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗