#omnecosmos

The girl of shadows entered Alexandria’s dream. She had set her sights on a new soul to corrupt. A new dream to fill with nightmares. Shadows covered the dream’s settings, leaving only the spirit and the girl, alone in darkness, her glowing red eyes giving off light in the dark.

“I’m so, so sorry! Is your clothes okay, do I need to pay for it to be washed?! Ahhh...” he was so flustered, if only he could be a bit careful...

Cerys came here just to trash this place but now she is just ravishing through someone’s closet. Holding a dress out in front of her as she posed in front of the mirror and just letting her inner girl scream out in glee. God, did she miss wearing clothes...

      ❓❓❓ —  “Okay, real talk. Do you think someone could actually get away with hacking into the school system? Just asking for a friend.”

i would say nat ! as a character, she’s changed quite a lot over the years ; she used to be quite mary-sueish ( though i wouldn’t say that she’s a flawless and completely relatable character, either ), being practically a saint whose done no wrong. now, she is a flawed character that has gone through things, but has earned resilience and has begun to cope with the changes of her life over the years. as i’m continuing to develop her and flesh her out, i feel that i’ve grown alongside her in a way ? i’m not too certain, but i’m not going to be letting her go or leaving her completely any time soon.

                            “ hey... “ notebook gently shoved aside, pencils following it--- nevermind the assignment so casually thrust at them, for the sake of providing a distraction whilst the professor chatted away on his cellular device. there was something more important that had secured his attention, namely, the rough appearance of his project partner, who sat nearest him in an almost uncomfortable silence.                                     “ you feelin’ okay today? you look... “ pause, backtrack, try again--- ‘ like shit ‘ normally didn’t go well when describing someone else’s appearance. “ ... a tad under the weather. you need me to take you to the infirmary? “

“Are you scared of heights?” he questioned the girl. Werner stood there at on the edge of the building, feet teetering on the edge. His hand was outstretched, reaching out to her. 

“The pet store has a bunch of their bunnies in an open pen over there. Do you want to go see them?”