the supplication of a dead man's hand
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yukie(I still don't know what the frickass is going on here lol shut up Dracula stop trolling ur buddy Death)
She has broken the game, and it is glorious.
The Dragonson Scion grins at Death, fangs pearly and eyes carnelian-red in the candlelight.
I know not what you expected of them both, when you sent her to undergo the trials and set her brother to watch--and I care not what you expected. She has broken every rule, and done so with such audacity...surely you knew this might happen? Surely you knew she and her brother could not be lost in nightmare until your war was over. Surely you knew it could not keep them.
He chuckles, a low sound like thunder; mirthful--truly mirthful, for the first time in many years.
Do you see what has become of that bitter blood-feud between the disgraced noble house and the church's assassins, because of these crow-children? What tragedy no longer befalls the foreign preacher and his kin? What distance is no longer between my own emissary and his pupil so long-lost?
His smile broadens, wolfish now.
They broke the game. Isn't it wonderful? I am a man of my word, so now...she and her brother have my blessing, and allies in this dream. I do not think this was what you expected, but you should have expected it could never possibly be what you expected. After all--I am Chaos.
She has broken the game, and it is glorious.
The Dragonson Scion grins at Death, fangs pearly and eyes carnelian-red in the candlelight.
I know not what you expected of them both, when you sent her to undergo the trials and set her brother to watch--and I care not what you expected. She has broken every rule, and done so with such audacity...surely you knew this might happen? Surely you knew she and her brother could not be lost in nightmare until your war was over. Surely you knew it could not keep them.
He chuckles, a low sound like thunder; mirthful--truly mirthful, for the first time in many years.
Do you see what has become of that bitter blood-feud between the disgraced noble house and the church's assassins, because of these crow-children? What tragedy no longer befalls the foreign preacher and his kin? What distance is no longer between my own emissary and his pupil so long-lost?
His smile broadens, wolfish now.
They broke the game. Isn't it wonderful? I am a man of my word, so now...she and her brother have my blessing, and allies in this dream. I do not think this was what you expected, but you should have expected it could never possibly be what you expected. After all--I am Chaos.
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