Ampoule 19 [In Person] // Finger trailing through the grass Gently kiss my thoughts as they go
[Having made it a point to not go near the kitchen again, young Shiki's made his way outside basking in the greenery. There was very little left anywhere in his Japan unless you went very far into the countryside, no where near he lived anyway. Taking a deep breath he tried to clear his thoughts, shove the image of the blood stained cabinets from the front of his mind. With very little success sadly.
His face paled, remembering the smell of it. That distinctive metallic hint. Hunching up in the taller grass by the flower beds he raked his hands through his hair. Where the hell was he anyway..?]
His face paled, remembering the smell of it. That distinctive metallic hint. Hunching up in the taller grass by the flower beds he raked his hands through his hair. Where the hell was he anyway..?]