The man enters the underworld, bereft, and begs for his love. The death god grants his wish, but it is conditional. You must not look back. You must sing the whole way. You must never let go of his hand. And the man, because he is human, because he must, because of fate, fails.

Pretty cute, huh?

You're no good to your brother dead! I was never any good to him alive, either.

*slaps your bunny boy's ass in the tavern*

The gaelicatnip had my dad crouching on the floor of the bar so I sat down next to him so everyone would think we were chillin'.

// my pinterest algo has been nothing but cool bunny art so lucius' board looks like this now. very cool

[takes a hit from his pipe and blows smoke in the reader's face]

just some ancients in crafter gear!!🌞

All Emet-Selchs are old men. Yeah, even that one. He's got old man ~energy~.

// Lucius is so funny because he puts on this chill, cool older brother act but hes Actually so anxious all the time

Like my dragon? I got it for beating up some old guy.

the black rabbit of inle tells their story and el-ahrairah forfeits his ears

🐰

WHEW good news

you calling me a little bunny, bro? you saying i wiggle my nose and hop through the fucking cabbage patch? bro i'm straight thumping my elongated hind foot in agitation. i'm signaling my displeasure by flattening my long, flexible ears back against my skull bro

Counterstep

*walks up to you like this* “AHEEM HEEM”