oh brother, where art thou?
macabre
01-23-2023, 08:47 PM
His brother was here. With a soul-tearing cough that rattled his frame and jarred his still-broken limb, he was still determined to get to his sibling. He hadn’t seen the rose-pelted boy since..well. Since then. Even that was a blur. He was really in no shape to walk, much less stand, but the muscular boy had achieved his goal - his own companioms rushed to his sid to give him some semblance of balance as he hobbled by the caiman as it led him to another den. Though fever still raged under his skin, and infection swelled in his facial wound and in his fracture, he would cross hell and high water to find his brother. Any feelings he felt, any fragment of emotion was reserved for him. He struggled to process anything on an emotional level, even his own predicament, but even a shred of concern crossed onto his festure as he approached the maw of a den. Ghoul’s own form was crumpled on the earth, and his stomach tightened upon seeing the way his brother’s strong limbs were angled and swollen. Were..were all of his bones broken? ”Ghoul?” He said, voice raspy from not being used. Another painful, rattling cough shook him on his unsteady feet as he struggled to stay upright. Clenching his jaw from the onslaught of shattering aches and stabbing pains, he added, hoping to see his brother respond, ”I’m here now.” ”Speech” ’Thought’ |
i’m evil to the core!—
what i shouldn’t do i will
they say i’m emotional—
what i want to save i’ll kill