Sandalphon.
Your true name, as El's word, stands inversed among seven mirrors, ash upon it, and sigil, bloodied albumen and plumage.
It is glass and frail and shattered.
Such is my word, such is my ward, and my blood draws the circle
(
Read more... )
Comments 114
Reply
Reply
[ ooc : ...sometimes his coldness WTFs even the insane. *L* ]
Reply
I'm keeping her outside until she wakes up. Then she can come in.
[ OOC: Joshua cried a lot while she was dying, but nobody was around to see that. ]
Reply
((Translation: Just don't screw up taking care of her))
Reply
Reply
Stop questioning.
Reply
You answer to me.
I MADE YOU.
I BUILT you. I OWN you, you FOOL. And this -- THIS ?! THIS will have YOUR blood for it. THIS will know your dust and your bone! THIS will be your undoing.
What do you think can protect you?! Nothing. NOTHING. Not Alexiel's whims and not my tolerance and NOTHING.
Reply
Reply
Tell me. Tell me... anything.
Anything you want and...
...anything you think and...
...anything you are.
Tell me. Anything. Everything. Yours.
Reply
Reply
Blood? Flesh? Bite? Kiss? Anything. Here. Of course. Always.
You will heal.
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
This one is locked upon you.
Reply
Reply
And I know mine.
Reply
More to lick off me fingers.
Reply
All true names once spoken can be undone.
Reply
Leave a comment