He's about to swing, bending back in a fluid boneless way... and then blinking, bemused. "Cosmos? What?"
Already the name is fading. Deep inside him, the dark ones are stirring, shushing him and telling him to forgot...
forget us forget before forget you kosmotis s h h h h
The confusion taking over his expression deepens. Where was he? What was he doing? What just happ--ah, right, Jack caught him tormenting some idiot kid. That freaky little stalker who never got a clue.
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Date: 2016-11-20 07:14 am (UTC)Already the name is fading. Deep inside him, the dark ones are stirring, shushing him and telling him to forgot...
forget us forget before forget you kosmotis s h h h h
The confusion taking over his expression deepens. Where was he? What was he doing? What just happ--ah, right, Jack caught him tormenting some idiot kid. That freaky little stalker who never got a clue.
He raises the scythe again...