WOEFUL LAMB

[Tav 4337]

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A little vision of some roleplay I did back in Jan 2024, here's the original screenies for funsies

 

 

 

♫ - MOTHER

 

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” It spoke, woe dirtying its speech. 

 

A box snaps open, and an ear of wicked origin is revealed. Pierced within the lobe, there clung a pearl – a calling, a memory from the vast deep blue.

No longer were you of your own mind; instead beholding memories of another. Unfamiliar, yet you felt the same as he.

A chill struck his cheek and traversed to his spine, yet it wasn’t because of the billowing pine forests he stood within. One target caught his horizontally-slitted eye, all other faces nonexistent to himself, as if they were blurred from his mind. Nerve and urgency controlled his very being, and a rustling flame of blue rested in his palm—it was eager. Eager to be released from its restrictions, to soar amongst the cold air and deliver its sworn duty to destroy.

 

And destroy it did. 

 

It was no longer the battle that froze him—instead the woman who suffered from his actions, like she always did. There she stood, netted with burns of crimson and purple .. and now blue. Her once beaming eyes grew weary, pulled by both age and sickness. No longer beacon of youth and promise, like she always was.

Yet vanity meant nothing to her, and a pure soul she was through and through. Yet still she emanated a peace, despite failing to receive any of her own; it was an acceptance of passing, a fond hug of death itself. And to death, she called out to him, her arm extended as if expecting one to return. “Aaren,” her tone was bittersweet and melancholic—not because he struck her with malice, but because she missed him dearly. 

 

Only then, she slumped in her form. 

Only then, was the bed of flowers a place for her final rest. 

 

A flood of clashing emotions thrashed over him—a long-harboured jealousy brawling with a stubborn admiration. Unrequited bitterness and loathing, but it was his dear little sister, Amaya. A girl he swore to protect, a promise made with his own mother. 

 

I despise you, for you hogged what I could’ve been.

I gave you a swift ending, for you are a goat with no horns.
Yet you could not bare your teeth at me once?

 

You’re so conceited, Amaya. 

And it seemed hate won again, that fateful day. 

 

[sarahbarah 7105]

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very beautifully written. i love it <3

 

also not me messing up that emote GIRLLLLLLL