[026] Twenty-Sixth Fear [accidental video]
[It appears, this time, that the tablet has been thrown and the video catches sight of something entirely unpleasant.
It’s dark in Starwind’s house, but with enough light to see what’s going on, if only barely. The mage is curled into a ball in a corner, legs pulled into his chest, hair draped over his slender form and falling into his face-which wears a decidedly frightened and upset expression. From what can be seen of his eyes, they are distant and wild. Clearly, he is seeing somewhere else entirely. One arm is wrapped around his knees and the hand of the other is at his mouth and the nail of his thumb is in his mouth. He appears to be rocking a little, back and forth.
He wouldn’t know if anyone else was in the room, much less that the whole thing has been caught on camera. The faint light picks out the trails of burn scars down his left arm. It’s fairly obvious what would have caused him to break apart like this.
He stays silent the entire time, not even making the softest of sounds. His gaze is fixed on a spot on the floor in front of him. There’s no telling how long this will go on for, really, but there’s only one thing that could have done this.]
((Bethspaaaaaaaaaaam. I blame all you enablers.))
It’s dark in Starwind’s house, but with enough light to see what’s going on, if only barely. The mage is curled into a ball in a corner, legs pulled into his chest, hair draped over his slender form and falling into his face-which wears a decidedly frightened and upset expression. From what can be seen of his eyes, they are distant and wild. Clearly, he is seeing somewhere else entirely. One arm is wrapped around his knees and the hand of the other is at his mouth and the nail of his thumb is in his mouth. He appears to be rocking a little, back and forth.
He wouldn’t know if anyone else was in the room, much less that the whole thing has been caught on camera. The faint light picks out the trails of burn scars down his left arm. It’s fairly obvious what would have caused him to break apart like this.
He stays silent the entire time, not even making the softest of sounds. His gaze is fixed on a spot on the floor in front of him. There’s no telling how long this will go on for, really, but there’s only one thing that could have done this.]
((Bethspaaaaaaaaaaam. I blame all you enablers.))