⤿ ˚ . ‣﹝london burning | @aryvesboy
LIFELESS EYES STARE AFTER THE HUMAN, and though it's normally impossible to tell what is being looked at, it is more than clear that the demon is tracking him. it gestures for him to approach with a harsh jerk of its head, parting him from laura and the group as per usual. the magicians have not taken away his books, it knows, and it is well aware that books contain stories. some stories are lies and some are truths, but they all sound alike coming from the redhead's mouth. maybe that's the beauty of it --- it's found a game in attempting to separate veracity from falsity, one it so rarely wins. seated upon its throne of marble, it waits to hear what today's game is of.
TELL ME A STORY, ALAN RYVES.
LIE TO ME.
it will enjoy both just the same.
