A 'post-trod' Scenario Where Narinder Gets Cursed After A Slip Up On A Crusade (death Erasure Is No Longer

Glorious Purpose

He pulls you close. Buries his face into your neck and fists his hands in your shirt. The ache in his chest is like a bleeding wound. Gaping and raw and- he needs you. Please. He needs you.

Your hands skim over his arms, his shell, his head. Softly. Gently. Like he's some precious thing. It sends the whisper of a shiver through him. When you speak, it's all he can do to just. Hold on a little tighter.

"You know I'm not real, right?"

As if he needed the reminder. As if the last time he saw you isn't permanently ingrained in his mind. As if he doesn't see your limp body and blank expression every time he closes his eyes.

"I know," he whispers into your skin. "Just a little longer. Please."

You don't respond.

I planned to do it with watercolor, but turned out this papers aren't intended for them... So... This is a little messy now

look at you, you're gorgeous!

CELESTIAL WARDS SERIES

4 piece set consisting of Dusk Warden, Dawn Warden, Sun Ward, and Moon Ward.

Hand-sculpted ceramics (Dawn and Sun being mason-stained porcelain + Dusk and Moon being stoneware) with underglaze, slip, and luster accents (as well as minor post-fire additions). Click on their names to go to their individual posts for more details!

The tags are everything I know. I am sharing this with every single one to try and spread the word.

Into the Pit

i hope aegis gets a new uniform for reload too. she deserve it

"It feels like I'm in a graveyard"