08-26-2018, 07:05 PM
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He longs for the things he once had. The turning of time has only left him empty and aching. Searching for the things he once had, the things he should not have lost ever. The crown that had fallen from his head. The home that had been lost before the Mountain had swallowed it whole. And the family he has had to bury along with those that he has murdered. A void within the red devil continues to consume him every day that passes by. The darkness overtakes the only thing he has left within him. The humanity that he can barely hang onto. Eventually, he will be nothing. He is already nothing. It was only her that had brought him back to life. The only thing that he could ever let himself be fully consumed by. She was the answer to his demons, fighting them away all those years ago when he had nothing left. She was the light within his darkness. There she would always be when she needed him most. Coming back to save him from the demons that continue to eat away at him, chaining him up, and ripping the last pieces of his humanity away. There she was ready to fight away—to be his light again. He does not need pretty words or declaration of love. No reasons or apologizes had to be spoken. Rodrik accepted her as she was, the Queen she has always been. He loved every bit of what she was. The darkness and demons she had too. “Brunhild,” he says softly back. The red devil accepts her touch. He presses into her, finding years of loneliness gone within an instant. There would always be comfort within her touch, sending his worries away immediately. “You’ve been gone too long,” is all he can manage to say next. |
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@[brunhild]