stalking @WillOfAnarky as the other maneuvers across a rooftop — one belonging to the real estate firm of a prominent owl.
THE GRAY SON. retweeted
PART OF ME DIED IN ORDER TO SURVIVE. I MAY GROW AGAIN, BUT I'LL NEVER BE THE SAME.
THE GRAY SON. retweeted
i begged god to save me and he shoved more torment down my throat to keep me quiet.
THE GRAY SON. retweeted
like a child, i flinch at violence, wherever i find it. even when i'm the seed. even when i'm the sacrifice.
* @THEJOKESONY0U .
THE GRAY SON. retweeted
“ Grayson . . . ? ”
So spoke the boy in the mask, the one it knew to be called Robin. His hand was extended then, reaching out with such a foreign tenderness — yet it flinched away from him all the same.
“ No. ”
It said this softly.
“ No . . . Talon is only the Gray Son. ”
THE GRAY SON. retweeted
i am full of suicides, of rotting corpses, of brittle skeleton, infecting the living parts of me. i am dead, though i do not die.
and so he begins his happy cooing, as he clings to her embrace. no words yet.
they had him in his coffin for most of her absence.
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scuttling into her embrace — full force of his weight pressed upon her, OOF.
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