Afternoon, my dearly beloved friends.

Crimson staring through the window at the rain, he sits and watches the world through tired eyes. Betwixt cold fingers, a mug of tea freshly brewed scalds skin and heats crystal, yet he offers no visible concern. A cacophony both outside and inside the realm of thought.

Fiercely loyal, to a fault. Perhaps there is something about him that I see within myself, too. To give his life for the sake of another's. For the sake of You. For Your everything, I would have loved and lost it all. But I have found my strength now, and I refuse to let it go.

I, restless and weary, thought it matters not a whit. But are you well? Hale and hearty? I cannot bear the thought of…

He’s watching the Amaro intently, eyes soft with an unspoken longing.

( good morning. i’ve decided to just come out and say i’m going to be on semi hiatus until the patch hits and i can refresh myself. i don’t want to keep lying and say i’ll be here when i’m struggling to have motivation nowadays. sorry for being a constant disappointment ;; )

( i forgot i said i’d come back when the patch dropped but honestly i just don’t feel welcome anywhere right now. i’ll. try and be here, but i can’t promise it’ll be a 24/7 kind of thing since i’m dealing with some personal issues. as always, let me know if you want to rp.)

extended stasis uninvited dreams trapped, an unbarred cage a pitch, an endless mire of doubt that plagues a mind enraptured but we are awake

He’s holding a wayward porxie gently between his palms, a soft gaze trained upon its snout as it wriggles.

It’s name is… Angelo. I think. Is that what Alisaie called this creature?

Silently watching the snow fall.