#infernalmere

-> There will come a ruler whose brow is laid in thorn... how'd that song go? Lyric holds still to receive the modicum of affection given to them, long lashes blinking, staring up at the other. He has gentle hands; whether they are a learned trait or a born one, Lyric does not know. Their long blue tail twitches.

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“The trees,” he says, after a moment of silent contemplation. “They are the keepers of time ... rooted deep, bearing witness to the slow, patient unfolding of the world. There’s something sacred in that kind of endurance. A stillness that speaks louder than any bloom ever could.” His gaze shifts, and his tone softens ... not quite wistful, but close. “But the flowers… they remind us of impermanence. Of boldness. They burst forth despite knowing they’ll fade. There’s a kind of… defiant beauty in that.” Halsin lets out a breath, not quite a sigh. “So perhaps I can’t choose. Trees teach us to endure. Flowers teach us to live. And both, in their own way, remind us what it means to be part of the cycle...."

“If I (must) choose …” he starts, voice low, like the question carries more weight than it should. “Then the trees.” A pause, “They endure. They root deep and rise tall. Their silence speaks volumes ... offering shelter, memory, and strength without ever needing to bloom to be beautiful.” A flicker of a smile plays at his lips.“But Silvanus, forgive me ... the flowers will sulk if they hear this.”

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Thanks for sending these in!

So I don't have a lot of partners for this blog yet since it's new. 😅 However, I do have a couple of blogs that I would like to recommend.

Yours is actually on my recommendation list as well! We seem to vibe well and be on the same page, so I'm loving that, and I'm really excited to start our threads. The plotting stages were fantastic and it was really easy to get something together with you. 😄 I think Eidenai is a really interesting muse and I'm looking forward to seeing how this plays out.

For new blogs, @purelve is a good one for Sailor Moon (also runs @m1kos if you prefer InuYasha verses)! Very sweet mun from our interactions so far and I look forward to writing with her. ^_^ Her portrayals are great for Kikyo (and I haven't gotten to interact with Usagi yet, but I absolutely loved Sailor Moon growing up and I already see the care she puts in for Kikyo, so I'm sure Usagi is going to be just as amazing!).

@taleswritten has fantastic muses and I love seeing Jay on my dash! He plays some of my favorite characters and his portrayals are well written, I can always hear the muse's voice through his writing. We've gotten to interact a few times on this blog and my @phoenixmuses one; Jay is so chill as a mun, good vibes all around and he always seems really excited for plotting. I already love the threads and ships we have going. 💜

“ Get your hands offa me!! ”

Her arms hurt at this angle. The assholes' grips are demonic. Paired with those fuckass gloves that are giving her friction burns; Zara is so done with today. All she wanted was to eat her full, buy some new trinkets and be on with her day. 

It took so long to find a fool proof plan to keep her belly warmed and a new bag on her shoulder. Is that so bad? Is that a crime? Okay. Maybe this counts as fraud?? But who wouldn't want a not-daughter spending their money an cute sanrio stores and expensive dining? Espcially some rich rich guy. It can't be that bad. He's probably old n' lonely and has too much money in his pockets.

Anyway she's ador ---

“ Oh fuck you - mmf! ” The curse is hissed. They tugged. She curses and wriggles in the hold. The hold is bruising mind you, she can feel the colours turning on her skin. Fucking swear. and now she thinks her arm is gonna pop right off. 

Then the little corner these punks have her in seems to still. Or the room gets a little chilly. Someone opened a door? Yeah. Someone can open the door to her little - supposed to be private - eating room but no one can find the heart to save lil ol her.

Fucking. Amazing.

“ Hey! Hey! Hey! If someone's by the door can you tell these lugs to unha-- ” Her voice cuts off as she whines. One of the men shoves an elbow into her side hard. 

From a really nice day to one of her shittiest. Isn't it great. 

Jin, and their prey.

"Thank you for being a behaved audience."

Jin was not alone, though. No, beyond the now lifeless corpse within his grasp, there was another soul who had watched this wicked deed play out, and it's to them he spoke. 

"Eidenai... Tenebrin, yes that's your name," Jin says, as he turned to look at Eidenai, his monstrous visage clear to them, from the blood and last glowing vestiges of the poor victim's Soul dripping down his razor filled maw, to the sheer inhuman curves and depths of his facial features, "you were on this one's mind in their last moments;  they were lamenting how their love for you went unrequited, and how their death would ensure it forever stayed that way."

Jin drops the body of his victim to the ground, and the moment they hit the marble their form fades into dust, leaving behind little more than clothes that once covered them.

"Tragic, oh how tragic," Jin says with a smooth chuckle, his features suddenly changing; his razored maw was now less so, and his face was more human-like, charming even, in a baleful sort of way, much like his tone and the piercing gaze that fell upon Eidenai, the only things truly betraying this transformation being the scene at hand, and the blood still around his lips, "but not a tragedy you care for I assume."

Jin begins pacing around somewhat, weaving behind and in front of various marble pillars slowly, calmly, though not without purpose and most assuredly not without menace.

"Did you enjoy this show?" as Jin moves, he watches Eidenai closely, flashing them a most wicked grin, "surely it must have been more entertaining than the charade unfolding above us, if it kept you from returning." // @infernalmere

--- ↪ prompt. ( game of telephone. )

[ txt to ei ] : should i take that as a sign as you thinking of me ? ; )

[ txt to ei ] : just kiddingggggg (ﾉ´ з `)ノ

[ txt to ei ] : no, sadly i have not... i've been suuuuper busy all day long im practically starved ｡ﾟ(｡ﾉωヽ｡)ﾟ｡

[ txt to ei ] : i probably won't get to eat until AFTER my shift

[ txt to ei ] : ☆⌒(> _ <).

[ txt to ei ] : pls save meeeeeee