#devotedsouls

Atem just need some quiet...unfortunately when there is a mad man screaming constantly in your head, there is no quiet. There is no peace, there is only the unending torture of hearing all of your faults laid bare spilled out of you like a knife slicing through the stomach. Atem is at the point of snapping as he stumbles outside of his apartment and into the street.  He walks without purpose. Hunched over almost double. Malice is SO loud and he doesn’t sleep, so then neither does Atem. Finally when he’s far enough away from everyone, from the hustle and bustle of downtown even this late, he sinks to his knees, hands over his ears and screams. 

Atem like the celebration of summer. If we’re talking a Japanese holiday he likes obon. He finds the traditions interesting.

Definitely! Partners in crime? Lol!

Thank you! We can plot anything you want!!!!

"Of course you would. Why am I not surprised...?"

“Sometimes when I look into your eyes I swear I see while universes.” Atem said smiling softly. “I wonder what other fathoms you contain.”

“Old friend your loyalty has meant more than I can express. And your friendship even more than that. Thank you for always standing by my side even in my lesser moments.”