IN SUMMER... night is emotionally hibernating, standing there with his eyes closed, holding the dark frosted staff and leaning at it, using it as his support.
he felt something hit his back and - he just knew who it is.
" hello, brother. "
@mapmakerer ——— using the tip of the dark staff to gently lower her hand.
" hello, Maps. "
he says,
" I’m Night. "
she’s like those hyperactive children...
...
" and the darkness. " he added, leaning his head against the dark staff as he lightly gestures his hand.
" darkness never bothered me, too. but... who are you? "
@mapmakerer his first thoughts are : shes a map?
pizza club is a thing?
robin who?
he is able to catch up, golden eyes glancing down at her hand, lips threatened to snarl in disgust at it. he doesn’t do handshakes.
so he stares at her hand for a moment before toothily grinning at her, ———
night is dozing off, half asleep and half aware of the other’s presence along with the little fairies. he paid no mind to them. he wants to sleep.
he slips a pale hand out of the shadows and fingertips tapped on the ground, shadow shifting like a liquid until ‘sleep‘ is ———
Baby Tooth presses closer to her shoulder, sounding a hesitant chirp. She and the girls still couldn’t quite get used to the darkness that surrounded him; almost as if it was something come to life with him.
But Tooth found herself more intrigued than anything. “How edgy.”
@MemoryGuardian ——— shifts with the darkness. normal people would think they could hear it in their mind and they wouldn’t be able to tell if it’s real or not.
his pale hand stays there, as if he got lazy to move it again... so it relaxes there.
" wanna try it? "
now, he sounds exactly ———
there are distant hissing sounds in the darkness. . . lightly vibrating.
distant but close.
his voice erupts from the darkness, sounding distant and lazy,
" leave me alone. "