08-06-2018, 12:57 AM
(This post was last modified: 08-06-2018, 10:51 AM by SAYØNARALULLABY.)
[align=center][div style="width: 455px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #000"] Behind the calico, tiny shuffle can be heard from approaching paws of one whom breathes dreams and stars, Ayon. / A curious child he is, either Jiyu is aware of it since the start or not, he have been following her, chasing the dragon's tail. / Though, he wonders the intention within her halt after believing she was hunting, especially, is it known she never learns when to give up, until he sees a bird.
A being with three eyes and wings, but truly, he does not appear free when his soft skeleton is tangled with sharp strings; always cutting, always pulling reminders he is still alive, despite it all. / Ayon peeks over Jiyu's side and stares at the creature under prey's flesh. / The peak moves, and there is silence, and there is violence.
Ooin... / Iser... / Lo... / Faiy... / Ost... / Me...
Looking... / Sister... / Lost... / Family... / Lost... / Home...
Stay.
The kit casts the calico a glance, constellation mind whirling in wonder how will she react, before he gazes back at the star who is just as lost as him. / Ayon frowns. / Ocean stained eyes flickering soft sympathy, he takes a step closer to him and pats the ground. / A gesture of comfort. / Stay, said the stranger. / A key present in the middle of fire. / Once more, he faces towards Jiyu and asks her, ❝ St-stay? ❞
Will she, or any other beasts who lives among the roses stained in blood and ashes, take the key to their collection, or will it be deemed worthless and left melted?
A being with three eyes and wings, but truly, he does not appear free when his soft skeleton is tangled with sharp strings; always cutting, always pulling reminders he is still alive, despite it all. / Ayon peeks over Jiyu's side and stares at the creature under prey's flesh. / The peak moves, and there is silence, and there is violence.
Ooin... / Iser... / Lo... / Faiy... / Ost... / Me...
Looking... / Sister... / Lost... / Family... / Lost... / Home...
Stay.
The kit casts the calico a glance, constellation mind whirling in wonder how will she react, before he gazes back at the star who is just as lost as him. / Ayon frowns. / Ocean stained eyes flickering soft sympathy, he takes a step closer to him and pats the ground. / A gesture of comfort. / Stay, said the stranger. / A key present in the middle of fire. / Once more, he faces towards Jiyu and asks her, ❝ St-stay? ❞
Will she, or any other beasts who lives among the roses stained in blood and ashes, take the key to their collection, or will it be deemed worthless and left melted?
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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?