08-03-2018, 08:00 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-04-2018, 11:53 AM by SAYØNARALULLABY.)
[align=center][div style="width: 455px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #000"] Following. / There. / Here. / Somewhere. / Watching. / No, unlike his siblings, Ayon did not wish to play a game where he would exchange his flesh and soul for the thrill gushing through God given veins and a heart blooming roses, bleeding in all shades of red and white, a sight of wonder. / Baby blue eyes, with tiny teeth and holy halo, in no doubt, one will not find a lion sleeping in his ribcage.
( Though, why will anyone find there a comfort when his ivory borns are too sharp for them to settle near and dear to his heart? )
Paws against marsh instead of the chance his world will break and crumble, the curious child takes the safest route there is and accompany his siblings behind. / Protector of the ghosts and fire, he must look after his little sparks of excitement and life; / let him be the star they will need: a shooting star for their desires and North Star to guide them through the dark. / Ayon burns too well to even know it himself he is all what he do best.
He stops by a tree where he sees his sister, Summermimosa, above, hanging as a sun: a soul constantly shining with eagerness for the fun and danger that comes with it, and have a bite that can make her opponents have smoke eyes and flesh burnt. / Nightkit is there just behind her like a moon: one with a silver crafted heart, as his presence have missing parts, despite he was born a few months ago. / His other sister, Amren... Ah, where is the world, a creation filled with beauty and horror? / The kit frowns and looks further back at the swamp's teeth, hoping Amren is only catching up with everyone else.
( Though, why will anyone find there a comfort when his ivory borns are too sharp for them to settle near and dear to his heart? )
Paws against marsh instead of the chance his world will break and crumble, the curious child takes the safest route there is and accompany his siblings behind. / Protector of the ghosts and fire, he must look after his little sparks of excitement and life; / let him be the star they will need: a shooting star for their desires and North Star to guide them through the dark. / Ayon burns too well to even know it himself he is all what he do best.
He stops by a tree where he sees his sister, Summermimosa, above, hanging as a sun: a soul constantly shining with eagerness for the fun and danger that comes with it, and have a bite that can make her opponents have smoke eyes and flesh burnt. / Nightkit is there just behind her like a moon: one with a silver crafted heart, as his presence have missing parts, despite he was born a few months ago. / His other sister, Amren... Ah, where is the world, a creation filled with beauty and horror? / The kit frowns and looks further back at the swamp's teeth, hoping Amren is only catching up with everyone else.
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[glow=black,10,100][b]. CHOKING ON HOLLOW HALO, ABDOMEN FILLED WITH RICH ROSES [b].[i]
BROKEN BONES IN GOLD BLOOD; IS THIS WHAT IT MEANS TO BELIEVE?
[div style="margin-top: -1px; font-family: heiti sc; font-size: 10px; color: #000"]「 . AKA [color=#000]AYON . 4 MONTHS . SINNISHMARK SPAWN . PENNED BY DEVILAD; LIKEWISE THE POEM ON SIG . ICON©: SELF . 」
BROKEN BONES IN GOLD BLOOD; IS THIS WHAT IT MEANS TO BELIEVE?