11-13-2018, 01:26 AM
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[color=#151B54]JERISIDIE
" gonna swallow the blazing sun !! "
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jerisidie felt himself helplessly pressing closer to ammon, wanting to be entangled with him once more, closer than what their skin would allow them to be. he wanted to be as close as they once had, always breathing the other's scent. and so he squished himself somehow, completely against the other canid, his breaths shuddering in his lungs as he choked on his own sadness and tears.
"if this is a dream ... i wouldn't know what to do. i... i've waited and waited. i prayed and prayed to you, hoping after hope that it would reach you. i tried so hard. i... i was so ... empty." he responded quietly, shivering as his quiet voice washed over him, soothing old wounds that had begun to ache anew, easing the pitter patter of his heart until his scent got his heart racing again.
"oh ammon ... you don't know how much it did ... i snapped, i killed millions. their blood is still soaking my hands ... what they did to you, i couldn't take it. i wanted to die, it was so bad. i killed and killed and killed until i was spent and then i got up six days later and kept killing. i was unstoppable, driven mad, until i ran myself into the ground." he murmured, not wanting to speak about how little control he'd had of himself. he didn't want to talk about the days he had lost, of the years he had been mindless, a puppet without a puppeteer.
he shivered at the only other name ammon had called him, whining out in a keening noise. he tried to press closer, ears laying back. he felt himself sinking to the ground, slipping between ammon's foreleg, very obviously laying on his own back, his paws brushing against his chest. the power in the reborn god's words had complete control over him, they had the power to make him submit. ammon was the only one to ever be able to control jerisidie.
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[color=#151B54]JERISIDIE
" gonna swallow the blazing sun !! "
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jerisidie felt himself helplessly pressing closer to ammon, wanting to be entangled with him once more, closer than what their skin would allow them to be. he wanted to be as close as they once had, always breathing the other's scent. and so he squished himself somehow, completely against the other canid, his breaths shuddering in his lungs as he choked on his own sadness and tears.
"if this is a dream ... i wouldn't know what to do. i... i've waited and waited. i prayed and prayed to you, hoping after hope that it would reach you. i tried so hard. i... i was so ... empty." he responded quietly, shivering as his quiet voice washed over him, soothing old wounds that had begun to ache anew, easing the pitter patter of his heart until his scent got his heart racing again.
"oh ammon ... you don't know how much it did ... i snapped, i killed millions. their blood is still soaking my hands ... what they did to you, i couldn't take it. i wanted to die, it was so bad. i killed and killed and killed until i was spent and then i got up six days later and kept killing. i was unstoppable, driven mad, until i ran myself into the ground." he murmured, not wanting to speak about how little control he'd had of himself. he didn't want to talk about the days he had lost, of the years he had been mindless, a puppet without a puppeteer.
he shivered at the only other name ammon had called him, whining out in a keening noise. he tried to press closer, ears laying back. he felt himself sinking to the ground, slipping between ammon's foreleg, very obviously laying on his own back, his paws brushing against his chest. the power in the reborn god's words had complete control over him, they had the power to make him submit. ammon was the only one to ever be able to control jerisidie.