Animals dance around her with painted wings and fantastic golden saddles. She stands among them – watching them go by. Such an elegant contraption decorated with jewels and lights. A skin of paint meant to disguise a skeletal contraption of iron poles and chain-work shackles. It creaks and groans as the gears twist and turn, moving it round and round and round. It doesn't sleep. It never stops. It just keeps turning, and turning, and turning, playing the same lively tune as animals leap and pounce over and under, over and under, over and under.
From upcoming chapter 18 - Moment of Peace, dropping this week!
some vol 10 sun and neptune designs + mercury bc i truly believe he just needs to go on a boys trip with them and he will assimilate into the found family