01-25-2020, 06:58 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana"]poet fell completely silent staring at wormwood as he spoke, and as much as he wanted to get closer and comfort him, he knew better. he shouldn’t touch him when he’s angry, definitely shouldn’t move or speak either. not until he was finished. “because i was a coward. i’d never killed anyone before, and i was scared of what they’d do to me. i thought they’d either kill me or throw me out so i.. i left before the others could get the chance.” he explained. he did feel guilty, but he’d been in such a panic afterwards that all he could d was say goodbye and then run. “i thought i was a monster. because who does something like that to their mother?” he asked, his head lowering. “i’m not.. im not going to ask for forgiveness and i wouldn’t expect you too in a million years, i just.. i came to ask for a second chance.”