Ain't my fault it's all I got

This discussion had turned rather morbid, but he couldn't help but let the darkness of his mind shroud whatever good soul was left within this crippled vessel. It felt like all his life had been was loosing everything he had and never being able to stay happy. He was sure the gods had cursed him the day he was born. Several times he had thought about how relieving death would be. How it would get rid of the haunted dreams and the hurt and bitter emotions he felt. He would finally and eternally be at piece and would even be reunited with her. He longed to see her face again, to hear her voice that it made him break down more and more with each thought.

He was vary haunted and the way his body was beginning to fail him made him feel absolutely useless. He and Mara had those in common and he could recognize the torment in her eyes. Maybe the company of another tortured soul could help, like it had back when Cealum and him ran into each other again, though his mind was highly doubting it. His interest in her continued to be fed as her words seemed to reassure his thoughts. Then her dark smile made his golden eye light up with amusement. Yes she figured where he was going with this and he could see that the thoughts were lined up between the two of them. A wicked smile spread across his scarred muzzle at the remainder of her words.

"I didn't now I was in the presence of a mind reader," he was clearly amused by her.

"That is a deal that is worth it all, death for death. An ending to the torment, but it must be done right there is no way this will be one sided. I will not continue to wander this world while you gain all the benefits of death," his eye darkened at the thought.

Her not fallowing through meant he would be forced to remain here, broken as he was. Both of their current state wouldn't work for this agreement, especially her exhausted form. Even with adrenaline there would be no way she had the strength to carry through and he couldn't take the chance of continuing this world alone.

"We both must recharge and get strength before this can be carried out properly Do we have a deal," he asked as he straightened himself some more.


"Talk." & 'Think'