“what a curious creature.”
perhaps she should document it. directing her eyes to the observer, she tilted her head. she would find the means to sketch this wondrous being at a later time.
﹙ gentle flicks of her wispy tail as the young lung lays somewhat like a cat in a tree, pale emeralds just observing everything that crosses her path; tired yet refusing to return home just yet ﹚
eventually remedy this issue i have put upon myself.
i would also like to apologise for whatever inconvenience and disappointment this may cause.
i wish to be active here but i don't want catching up on lore to become something alike homework to me.
hylia⠀⋆⠀i am having great difficulties interacting with people whom portray characters from the first arcknights. i don't have the energy nor the brain capacity to take in the lore of that timeline.
i apologise greatly for this.. this is kind of why i haven't been here.
/ feeling the obligation of doing something.. it makes it feel like work rather than fun thus i will be avoiding such things.. i go off of the knowledge i have and will continue to slowly find what i can in the background.
i feel quite awful for the exclusion and will +
moments with you.”
her voice still intertwined with sadness and pain.
“if this is real… then why do i still feel like i live in moments where you still hate me? must i forever suffer such nightmares?”
“if this is real.. them my nightmares are just as awful as the pain of losing you.”
very slowly, Fangyi wrapped her arms around Nefarith. her eyes still held tears but maybe just one more time she would give in to what felt so real to her.
“i don't want to leave these —
She doesn't want to see her cry, to be so sad, so while Nefarith allowed Fangyi to pull away, she was quick to follow her, wrap her up in her arms and hold her tight.
"You're right, I did," she admitted, "I did want to kill everyone for a while, a long while, but when I came
“this you is.. so sweet and caring.. and i want to believe you'd truly be this way but i have to be dreaming, i know it. you wanted to kill me. you wanted to kill everyone.”
a tear slipped down her cheek, shimmering beautifully as she tried to back away from the touch she'd —
"Did you underestimate me so much?" she asked, reaching to cup Fangyi's cheek, her palm warm.
"I am very much here, my love," she promised, "And I choose to be here because of you. So don't frown, it's alright."
found herself craving so tragically.
“i don't want to feel the happiness you bring… just to have it torn away when i inevitably blink.”
fists clenched as she brought her arms up to guard her chest, just as a dragon would guard it's most precious gems. knuckles resting just —
brows furrowed, expression angered but only at herself. Fangyi felt sick from the damage she'd caused. her heart ached, afraid that this was all still in her imagination.
“i am just… tired and you're not real. everything was always in my head. you're gone.”
@swordances
She reaches, tucks some of Fangyi's hair behind the kylin's ear and leans in to whisper against the soft shell.
"Don't make that face, my dear," she cooed, "You didn't kill me."