10-14-2018, 01:44 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"]the injuries that had befallen pincher were something junji had never seen before. gruesome, terrible, the captain on the brink of death; pincher was strong, but the wounds marring his throat had scared the little soothsayer. he was glad the worst was damaged vocal cords, but he was sad, angry, disappointed that he could not have done more for the man. he was alive. that's all that mattered now.
the angel was silent as always as he padded to the meeting, settling himself alone toward the back of the group. junji shuffled his wings slightly before peering up at pincher, simply awaiting announcements and hoping he wouldn't strain himself trying to get them done.
the angel was silent as always as he padded to the meeting, settling himself alone toward the back of the group. junji shuffled his wings slightly before peering up at pincher, simply awaiting announcements and hoping he wouldn't strain himself trying to get them done.
[align=center][div style="font-size:17pt;line-height:1.1;color:white;font-family:impact"][i]hello my old heart