Part of my jbd Dye's story. Though feeling sick+ art doesn't really work for me don't know if it'll ever get
finished. XD
Inspiration Music
I can't concentrate on the feet. XD
"The icy winds picked up from the east and scattered the snow crystals in swirling piles. What seemed like idle names and thoughts floated past within the circumference of his own mind. The Dark pelted JBD wondered aimlessly with no goal in sight. No love to call his own and his family seemed so distant now that the wind seemed to give some comfort to the icy reality. His family was moving on but he was frozen in a time and place long ago. His breath lingered and dispersed within the bitterness. How long had that been? How many lives were changed due to bloodshed that day and in return he favored his dark intent, but how long could that prevail? Their lives were changing so much and yet he was the only one it seemed bound to the chains of his memories. He tucked his head down into his chest for a moment as a gale wind surged through his very bones; chilling him to the core but he pushed forward throughout the lone cemetery; two gravestones lay side by side; too bad the younger ones would never remember them; he rumbled softly."
finished. XD
Inspiration Music
I can't concentrate on the feet. XD
"The icy winds picked up from the east and scattered the snow crystals in swirling piles. What seemed like idle names and thoughts floated past within the circumference of his own mind. The Dark pelted JBD wondered aimlessly with no goal in sight. No love to call his own and his family seemed so distant now that the wind seemed to give some comfort to the icy reality. His family was moving on but he was frozen in a time and place long ago. His breath lingered and dispersed within the bitterness. How long had that been? How many lives were changed due to bloodshed that day and in return he favored his dark intent, but how long could that prevail? Their lives were changing so much and yet he was the only one it seemed bound to the chains of his memories. He tucked his head down into his chest for a moment as a gale wind surged through his very bones; chilling him to the core but he pushed forward throughout the lone cemetery; two gravestones lay side by side; too bad the younger ones would never remember them; he rumbled softly."
