#thirdofyork

          He moves with the grace of a ruined ghost, gliding as he once had yet stumbled by the rhythmic tap of his support against the floor ; for a moment, his great frame passes into shadow & is briefly swallowed until he emerges again with a shudder. There is determination in him, fearful & poisoning, that fills the old Duke with dread. Richard sweeps about quickly ( ignoring any who might gesture him to the side with wondering whispers & crooked fingers ), seeking through the faces that all seem the same in his haste the one whose absence forced his heart to his throat.           Finally ! Finally.           Quietly, the York reaches out, freed & better hand seeking to every so lightly grasp at the youth’s shoulder. His mouth remained closed, fine age in his face only emphasizing how grim the father appeared            yes, how terrified he was ! in these few seconds, hoping against every demon murmuring into his ear that the other would not vanish into some wisp of fog, some foul smoke once his touch found its hold.

。༺ ✡ ༻。─────                     “Child of darkness whom seeketh the light, tell me, what is it you’re truly searching for?”

"Always so stern, always so shady, you look like a human-shaped cumulonimbus cloud, my child. What troubles you this much?"

/grabby hands gimmie gimmie! I will! And HA! You shouldn't ever be worried ! Your portrayals are so on point and real that it's like it's almost frightening. Like reading a book so vivid you feel like you've falling through the pages into the story. Ugh Much love. Such senpai. Let me love you.

NOPE! /clings to forever only the truth darling only the truth! Like i have a million questions to ask about them and so little time and from what i read on Richard it's only left me with more!