Tumgik
#but anyhow BHKGTRB
quillheel · 6 months
Text
@aethergate // starter call!
Tumblr media
The walls felt thin, bleeding him out, bleeding it in.
━ this is how it always felt, since he was fast; too fast; and the bars came down, in the spinning dark. A carnival of something and the something else, lines dug in the world, platforms emerging from the oily depth, the static, the━
dare not speak a devils name. ( were they the devil? he can't remember. a concept foreign, lost to him, lost to the world; too. )
the sound, however, is familiar. the shimmer-shatter of noise breaking, colliding, of realities asunder. the Knight made the same. a thousand terrible calls, an orchestra, o apocalypse...
perhaps the same. perhaps not. but the guest, the guest was free. freer than them. unbound, unbound, unravelled. stitch by stitch, they did not belong, did they? perhaps he was nary the person to ask of belonging at all, a past weighted upon his haunches, half-gone. envy did not rise to meet the lonely jester at the other's freedom, only inquiry, only a swishing tail, only a smile. to be so free, they've learned, is to be alone. how terrible, terrible! a fate they've both met, he must imagine. how unconquerable for the other, he imagines as well.
a spine bends back, up, ears pinned backwards and bright needle-felt eyes zero in like pinpricks. Darkness made them wide and lantern-like, before excitement made them thin again; like the blinking of a light, like the eyes of a beast; how curious it was, it was, indeed!
Tumblr media
" OH WHO, WHO, DOES THIS DARKNESS BRING? " a voice like bells, crunched metal, something worn and still ringing; viscerally unlike the world the Other came from. laughter, the head tilts, the neck soft. " A LIGHTNER? A DARKNER? NAY, YOU ARE NEITHER. OH, LONESOME THING, WHAT INDEED DOES THIS DARKNESS BRING? "
0 notes