theworldeater: (ゝ (мan) we drink to die)
a l d υ ι n | тнe world eaтer ([personal profile] theworldeater) wrote in [community profile] castleinthemist 2012-02-25 05:26 am (UTC)

[When the other comes around he is tense, he is frustrated and he is beyond anger--it is all overwhelming and the fact that he is in his pathetic form he does not even know what to do at the moment. Pushing himself up, he places his palms upon the ground and remains on his knees. This body, it's not something he could comprehend right now and he when the voice sounded he looked up--his vision not as it was, everything was different, his hearing--everything and he hated it.] A calling?

[He replied, his voice rough as he met the gaze of the other with the glint of his red colored gaze, a grumble within his throat how even his voice tasted differently.] My calling is far from this, it is beyond this body of flesh and this realm.

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