#theedgeking

@mrfunnybone @the-cruel-covetous-player @colithia @gryblogs @badtimeciity @saturdaymorningsans @the-edge-king

heh, thanks guys. im a little kinda numb yet but at least im a bit better

He looked like he was wearing the oversized hand-me-downs of the queen. In fact, that wasn’t so far from the truth, with the material gathered up in one of his hands to keep the ends from dragging on the ground or getting caught up beneath his feet.

Really, if he was going to be training to be a mother to fallen humans, then he needed to look the part as well. Even if it felt as if he would be smothered to death with the amount of fabric he was wearing.

The last person that he expected to pass was a skeleton; one who wasn’t his brother.

      “OH! HELLO!”

In his surprise, he dropped his fistful of robe, the hem dropping into the dirt. Wowie, was he unprepared for such a meeting. Normally he passed by Froggits or spiders or other monsters that tended to avoid him as they did to the queen.

      “I HAVEN’T SEEN YOU HERE BEFORE! WHAT A NEAT JACKET YOU’VE GOT!”