to the same dark places; velkan/sarah pony

[cringe]

how to be a monster:
1. learn the taste of dirt and pain.
2. teach it to others till your knuckles bleed.
3. see if that makes it easier to breathe.

 
He is bred of a monster, but he does not look it.
No, he looks more like his father (or – the one who bore him; the unorthodox nature of his conception makes titles mixed and strange). Pale gold, like winter sunlight, a diluted version of Rapt’s richer tones. He’s handsome enough, though he’s not preoccupied with such things, grown into his body now, no longer a mismatched and lanky colt.
He is bred of a monster, and this becomes evident when layers are stripped away, when his other abilities are laid out – the dark smoke of the fear aura, the clutching hands of possession. He has not been kind with these gifts, is quick to use them, to possess and to frighten.
 
Sins of the father, they say, but to him, they are gifts.
 
He likes how he looks – innocuous. It makes it easier for him to approach them, to smile easily, to worm his way into the conversation and gain some flimsy trust, which is often all he needs.
The creature who catches his eye looks like the kind of thing Rapt might fall to his knees before, dark with twisting horns. Cringe feels a momentary swell of disgust, and then he swallows it, arranges his expression into something neutral, bordering on friendly, and he approaches.
He is curious, and that is enough to drive him forward, to curl a smile onto his awful lips.
“Hello” he says, bobbing his head, playing at normal, playing at kind, “how are you today?”
 

cringe

if he doesn't work for velkan feel free to ignore my descriptors and post with someone else <3