Little escaped him. The paranoia built up in him for nearly a century had cultivated something completely new in him. The near-constantly jovial young man he was no longer fit who he was in the present. Pieces of him had been shaved off and replaced by bits of a mask and shards of armor.
Still, he could see that miniscule shift in her expression. A tiny squeeze of her eyes that carried him forward. Pain gripped at him but he reached for her arm, regardless, falling into an old habit. The dignity and grace that came with being a Captain of the Thirteen Court Guard squad?]
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Date: 2023-03-17 11:00 pm (UTC)[Not those memories of...
Little escaped him. The paranoia built up in him for nearly a century had cultivated something completely new in him. The near-constantly jovial young man he was no longer fit who he was in the present. Pieces of him had been shaved off and replaced by bits of a mask and shards of armor.
Still, he could see that miniscule shift in her expression. A tiny squeeze of her eyes that carried him forward. Pain gripped at him but he reached for her arm, regardless, falling into an old habit. The dignity and grace that came with being a Captain of the Thirteen Court Guard squad?]
I'm sorry for leaving you, Gin. My little shadow.