not one bit [aw]

N/A · 07-20-2015, 04:28 PM

Ahhh, a wandering heart. Much could be said about that. His own heart, as a child, had took him away from this place known as Alacritia. But the man had to wonder what it was like to live the life of a true loner. To go from place to place with nothing to bind you. Sadly that was no longer his leisure, for his duty was not just to his heart, but to his family. He was a spawn of the devil himself, the descendant of the ice king. But hell, Forsaken cared little for such titles. All he cared about was having fun. Whether he put a pretty little face off to get it or not was not his concern.

“It must be nice to roam so freely.” Forsaken would practically purr. “I once had that joy, but alas family can sometimes be cruel. We must stick together in the end and well, what kind of family member would I be if I abandoned them?” Forsaken once more answered lazily, though he wore a grin on his face.

“Tell me a story,” The male would say, his voice picking up tone now. “Of where you’ve been. The horrors and wonders that you have seen. Tell me the tale of a wandering heart.”

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