Just So They Can Keep Sustaining That Wish. The Universe Holds No Regard To The Limits Of The Body - Blog Posts

ok, hear me out -

siffrin. as he goes through the loops, losing it more and more, getting closer and closer to the edge of giving up -- inky darkness begins to creep up over his fingertips, spreading up his forearms like an infection. encroaching on what was once all clear skin, but is now starry, marred void. dotted scars leak out pinpricks of light. when he bleeds, it glows ever so slightly. his arms burn, quiet pain, but constant.

the closer they get to their breaking point, the more their skin begins to look -

just. like. loop's.