something has shifted.
it came to masa in the dead of night: where his mind dared to drift, to wander. he dreamt of just before he'd become a demon. when he'd encountered a girl of dark auburn furs with an amber gaze that captured a vibrant soul. a gaze that captured him, as well, when he was only a man — a boy rather — and was susceptible to the same weaknesses and glees that came with being a person.
but her gaze burns him. its flickers bounce off and prick his skin, hissing on contact. when he looked on ahead, all he saw were flames and the fleeting auburn furs of a girl running from a demon inked in navy hues.
he wakes in a golden field, the moon hanging above and the only witness to his awakening. it's beautiful tonight, of all days.
he'll leave soon. there is lots to be done.
it came to masa in the dead of night: where his mind dared to drift, to wander. he dreamt of just before he'd become a demon. when he'd encountered a girl of dark auburn furs with an amber gaze that captured a vibrant soul. a gaze that captured him, as well, when he was only a man — a boy rather — and was susceptible to the same weaknesses and glees that came with being a person.
but her gaze burns him. its flickers bounce off and prick his skin, hissing on contact. when he looked on ahead, all he saw were flames and the fleeting auburn furs of a girl running from a demon inked in navy hues.
@Karavira.
he wakes in a golden field, the moon hanging above and the only witness to his awakening. it's beautiful tonight, of all days.
he'll leave soon. there is lots to be done.
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