> young man who always introduces himself as nothing more but a traveling humble storyteller.
Despite the way he carries himself, Marchen is not who he appears to be, and his entire existence is shrouded in mysteries with answers that are yet to be found, essentially >
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You think he doesn't know? He knows, he's aware of it, of everything.
Perking up when he hears mumbling across the room, Tea Time Party turns his head toward Rebirth, raising an eyebrow.
β Did you said something or I'm just imagining things? β
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With one swift, elegant move, he brought the cup of tea to his lips, taking a sip as his violet eyes become half-lidded.
There's no change in his expression, rigid and stiff as always.
Wings pressed against his back as he let out a sigh.
|| I'm a huge Croissant/Lamb Chops shipper so I just have to find a way to insert Lamb Chops into Marchen! Croissant AU'S storyline in the name of Hiver
The thing is. It pretty much ends with angst because I'm evil like that
@Fallen__Pride β ...Lamb ChopsγΌ β
Of course. The number one dΜΆiΜΆsΜΆtΜΆrΜΆaΜΆcΜΆtΜΆiΜΆoΜΆnΜΆ obstacle for him to focus on his work is here.
β What do you need? β
[ β ]
A dark, rainy day...
Reminding him of the day he met /him/, and the state /his/ heart is in at the time, clouded by anger and the desires for justice.
Marchen curved a sorrowful smile, delicately stroking the cover of his book.