Starglow Basin i have it out

Their submissive show grants them what they want and more. Mercy, and a promise to food and water.

Such niceties were not foreign to him, both in the past and pasts past. He was subject to such gestures just this spring. It had been more casual then. Now it seemed to be fate, or so this man claims. Men claim many things.

There was a moment of hesitation before Hiro stepped forward. A chill sat in their chest, a shiver ran down their spine. But in the end they swallow this worry and follow with a lowered gaze. Winter is coming, and solitude would not become easier.

You scavenger! You succubus! A ghostly voice spat poison in their head. Were they forever destined to a life like that?

It was too soon to tell, or so they'd tried to convince themselves. But Hiro was not one to rely on brighter outcomes. Such hopes were killed so long ago, and they were left with corpses filled with empty promises.