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“Uncle…”

‘Her voice was quiet, but in the silence of the night it felt invasively loud. She fluttered her ears irritably, gazing toward her relative with passive apathy. There was something about these meetings that felt wrong - almost taboo - and she felt as though the fluttering of her heart had to be smothered to match her icy exterior. These meetings were a necessity, she told herself. She had to know how her brother was, and she owed it to Macabre to let him know how his family was for keeping Areias safe.’

svajone-rp

Feat. @FlamingHeartOfFire Macabre
Based on an ongoing RPG

Description

“Uncle…”

‘Her voice was quiet, but in the silence of the night it felt invasively loud. She fluttered her ears irritably, gazing toward her relative with passive apathy. There was something about these meetings that felt wrong - almost taboo - and she felt as though the fluttering of her heart had to be smothered to match her icy exterior. These meetings were a necessity, she told herself. She had to know how her brother was, and she owed it to Macabre to let him know how his family was for keeping Areias safe.’

svajone-rp

Feat. @FlamingHeartOfFire Macabre
Based on an ongoing RPG