#* ardrien

Ardrien Savas - Ozdemir Halloween Bloc Party

The sounds of his brethren rising from the dirt he’d seen them all buried beneath was only one of the calls made to what lay deep within him. Although he’d never, in all the years he’d lived, been as human as the life that he thought to live, it felt strange now to feel the dragon stir and call out to the rest of his kind. Itching beneath the skin to break free, he felt trapped in ways he knew that the witch who’d cursed him had intended. But what drew him now was something beyond that - something that Ardrien had sought out in the long lonely years on the island himself, and the man that seemed to be in quite a daze, out in the middle of nowhere. “Ayaz,” he spoke sternly - neither wanting to spook or startle him, “What’re you doing out here?”

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