Firefly Ravine how lonely to be something nothing wants to kill
you're going to keep my soul,
it was yours to have long ago
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as she shook her head ingram slumped wordlessly into the snow. her sobs still wracked her body and each one that rose from her lips made his heart stir in pity - even if she was the jerk that attacked his friend - even if she came from the pack above that grimnismal thus far had little interaction with - she was still a person, with feelings and thoughts and loved ones now committed to the cold and insensate ground. ingram thought of his own mother; would he cry if she was gone? he hoped that day would never come.

somehow, dying of natural causes was perhaps worse than being killed. being killed gave the survivors a purpose -- vengeance. there was no vengeance against father time. it marched on, always on - and claimed all lives with it.

he looked away; not because he was ashamed of her grief, but because he had no way to quell it.
i'm gonna hold a pen
while you drag my arm across the page.
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RE: how lonely to be something nothing wants to kill - by Ingram Sr - February 25, 2018, 08:12 PM