@copshadow // s.c.
|| █ ▌— kieran is humming quietly to himself as he walks through the city. it’s... an interesting enough place, he decides, and thrumming with a strange magic all its own. though his own magic has been weakened in a way, he can still have a bit of fun with it. he’s bored, though.
the man he passes on the street seems ordinary enough, he thinks. maybe he can do something strange and alarm him in some way, so he turns around to head that way instead. with every step, a single dandelion creeps up from between the cracks in the sidewalk. he lets one grow out from the palm of his own hand, the roots clearly embedded in the skin. he holds out that hand, palm open as he approaches the man.
❝ excuse me. does this look bad to you? ❞
