08-04-2018, 03:30 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-07-2018, 12:28 AM by SAYØNARALULLABY.)
[div style="width: 455px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #000"] Watching. / Seeing. / All eyes are out above like stars, but to him, oh, are they only shining and dying. / No hearing of their flickers. / No believing in their presences. / While the small kit remains silent and still throughout the time, while their sisters speaks to the clanners of emerald hearts and grasping bites, he wonders how many more are out there, both in and out of what him and his siblings visiting to.
( Count their eyes and spot how many lies are there. )
Though, the thought gets buried in ashes and stardusts when his baby blues are locked on to the massive creatures appearing from the dragon corpse's mouth. / Shadows within shadows. / Celestial curiosity whirling around small mind, Ayon slowly takes small steps forward towards such beings he have yet to know they are called Hellhounds. / He takes a seat once more so he can reach his paw towards the beasts of brimstone skeletons and ruby teeth.
Ayon feels his body being thrown back, then, as under Mother Nature's fury, a branch pulls him away from the darkly presences. / He nearly squeaks out of confusion and fear, but realizing it's only his mother, he starts to see all of everyone's teeth. / All faces but no smiles present. / Only all teeth. / He doesn't understand what's happening: the first thing he knows he was stopping by Tanglewood with their siblings, and now, war flashes before him.
As, silence is his anthem, he still knows the signs, and for this in particular, he pushes himself away from Sola in his own falling darkness and flees to home, despite the ghosts of dagger grins and shadow consumers following behind his mind.
Step by step; go forward. / Step by step; don't fall back. / ( The world is massive, such planet it is to be crafted with things that are both beautiful and horrible, / oh, youngster of the weeping Angels and bleeding Gods—a glance over the shoulder may let your chance of living be sacrificed to the Damned [i]). / Step by step, and there—onetwotwothreethreethreeruntruetruefreefreefree[/i]
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( Count their eyes and spot how many lies are there. )
Though, the thought gets buried in ashes and stardusts when his baby blues are locked on to the massive creatures appearing from the dragon corpse's mouth. / Shadows within shadows. / Celestial curiosity whirling around small mind, Ayon slowly takes small steps forward towards such beings he have yet to know they are called Hellhounds. / He takes a seat once more so he can reach his paw towards the beasts of brimstone skeletons and ruby teeth.
Ayon feels his body being thrown back, then, as under Mother Nature's fury, a branch pulls him away from the darkly presences. / He nearly squeaks out of confusion and fear, but realizing it's only his mother, he starts to see all of everyone's teeth. / All faces but no smiles present. / Only all teeth. / He doesn't understand what's happening: the first thing he knows he was stopping by Tanglewood with their siblings, and now, war flashes before him.
As, silence is his anthem, he still knows the signs, and for this in particular, he pushes himself away from Sola in his own falling darkness and flees to home, despite the ghosts of dagger grins and shadow consumers following behind his mind.
Step by step; go forward. / Step by step; don't fall back. / ( The world is massive, such planet it is to be crafted with things that are both beautiful and horrible, / oh, youngster of the weeping Angels and bleeding Gods—a glance over the shoulder may let your chance of living be sacrificed to the Damned [i]). / Step by step, and there—onetwotwothreethreethreeruntruetruefreefreefree[/i]
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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?