06-14-2020, 11:42 PM
Thorn doesn't want to explain himself, not now. He only wants to lay at his imagined father's feet, eyelids blinking with a sleep so plagued by nightmares he'll awake even more exhausted. Nightlock will stand above him, watching, a guardian. It'd be easy, he thinks. To just sleep here. To not wake up.
"I did something stupid, Dad," Thorn grumbles on heavy lips. It was incredibly stupid, and now (too exhausted to hold his tongue), he can admit that to himself. "Something really stupid. I should have known better. I -" he pauses, draws in a loud, painful breath, "I deserved this." The last sentence is the lowest whisper a creature can muster.
Nightlock's breath against Thorn's neck only serves to make his eyes heavier. The briefest flash of a warm childhood memory seals him into his position.
"You all told me you hated me. When I see you, you're never real." It doesn't make sense, this response. Thorn knows it but he can't find the words to elaborate.
"I'm cursed."
"I did something stupid, Dad," Thorn grumbles on heavy lips. It was incredibly stupid, and now (too exhausted to hold his tongue), he can admit that to himself. "Something really stupid. I should have known better. I -" he pauses, draws in a loud, painful breath, "I deserved this." The last sentence is the lowest whisper a creature can muster.
Nightlock's breath against Thorn's neck only serves to make his eyes heavier. The briefest flash of a warm childhood memory seals him into his position.
"You all told me you hated me. When I see you, you're never real." It doesn't make sense, this response. Thorn knows it but he can't find the words to elaborate.
"I'm cursed."
thorn
under your skin, over the moon
don't let me in, I don't know what I'd do
roses are fallin', roses from fallin' for you, ooh
@[Nightlock]