“the time for being sad is over”
"& what would you know of sadness?“ Of the storm which resided within the twili’s mind, ever raging, the waves of g u i l t & doubt ever crashing upon weary soul. Ah, yet the bite of a response was held back. Digits instead curling into the flesh of her palm, as the lone crimson eye- that had moments ago grown lost within the recesses of memories best left behind- hardened. A shrug, forced from stiff shoulders, offered whilst impish form spun around to face the woman.
” Sad? Who’s sad? I don’t know what you’re talking about. “ The lie, oh how easily it rolled from the shadow dweller. Reinforced with a g r i n, impish as she, ” Unless you have something you wanna get off your chest, hmm? Not that I’m in the business of listening to other people’s problems, but I s'pose little ol’ me could lend an ear this one time. “
improvisation / accepting / @sncwpeak
