✿ @truepaciifrisk
It would happen soon. Any second, the fading essence of hundreds of souls would leave him nothing but an empty, golden flower. Hooves stamp at the patch of flowers. Tears run softly down his cheeks. His choking sobs echo draftily through the empty empty empty tunnel.
They would all be passing into the surface now, to face their new lives together. He would be down here, lonely and empty and golden. At least now he needn’t cling to Chara’s worldview. He has kindness, now. Justice, and bravery, and patience. He has integrity, and perseverance, and nobody to share them with.
He wipes at his tears, but only dust comes away. Rubbing off from his face, his paws, his empty empty lonely soul. He does not hear an approach over his own sobbing.
