text; un: deathweaver

[respired]

[ Someone's having a good time in solitary. ]

I can feel it calling to me. Byfrost. I must find it. I must have it again, soon.

The cell is quiet but it is loud it is too loud

Comments

[ofobedience]

I see. Well, that's reasonable I suppose. And there's no one here you could rely on to keep you under control?

[respired]

Lancer was here

but he's gone now

in his absence, I cannot think of anyone