#absolvement

Chapter 4 got released for a while and I just made something now, overall I really like playing around with what The Player could be thinking about their situation.

         - ♕ █ ▌a repressed memory

There were gaps in his memory.

A lot of gaps.

Julius… didn’t like thinking about those gaps, because he would get flashes of what the gaps had.

He’d see inside the cracks of the facade he carefully constructed.

And then, he’d remember.

                          dark.                                         dark it was so dark                    too d a r k                                                                … i c a n t b r e a t h

Sometimes, the memories would come when he was alone in his room, his brother sleeping soundly in the room next to him. He was a l o n e. No one was there to stop the descent.

Other times, he’d remember when he was in the showers, the pipes rushing with hot water, scalding his body.

              i t b u r n s  p l e a s e                       stop it daddy save me please daddyd a d  d  y  d   a   d    d    y

                                         d̷̡o̢n'̶̨͢t̷͢͞ t̢óuc̀h͏̸͢ ̶m͡ȩ-̛͞-́́͢

He tried to keep this a secret from his brother.

He didn’t want his brother to know just how broken he was.

Scared of the slightest bits of warmth, terrified of the slightest touch, phantom pains throbbing every time someone grabbed him.

                       There was a reason he rarely took off his jacket.                              Ludger had once seen the silvery scars.                                       He said it was from all his missions from Spirius.

                                              h̴̶̢͍̻̫͓̼̦̞͓è̗̱̻̜̖̱͔ ͔̼̟̰̦̬̻͓̕ͅḻ͈̜̀͘i̖͓e͞͏̠d̡̪̳͡

 it hurts          pain              pain                         i                  p a i n                   t                               p                          h                           a                          u                              i                          r                                n                         t                                                            s                                                                           s̸̢̪̝̙̟̝̝͗͆̽̿ͅŏ̱̦̤ͦ͑ͨͧͧ͟ ̧̰̘̤̻̯ͤ͘m̶̯̼̭͎͑ͬ̑̏͂̔̎͡u̩͇̲̝͉͊̔͊́c̷̻̦̗͚͕̀̿ͪ̉͌̚h̛̔̈́̊̓̀҉̞̭̞̼͉̥͔

           a l l i c a n do i s

                       l a  u   g    h

 Julius didn’t remember much.

But what he could remember was enough for him to never pursue the gaps.

Something was tickling her- all the way from her neck to her lower back. Reaching to brush whatever cobweb had attached itself to her, Natalia Well, found that it was hair- long, green hair. Well, that explained the extra weight on her head, didn’t it?

With a slightly hysterical laugh, Natalia ran to her mirror- not recognizing the pretty young woman reflected back in it. She had a kind face, and when Natalia pushed her hair back, she found delicately pointed ears. How on earth had this happened? How was she going to explain it to the palace staff and her father?

Godfather Death: What qualities do you think make a good parent?