by incadence. » Thu Jul 07, 2016 9:41 am
lailah clutches her angel blade tight enough to bleed, and it's only then she can feel the very roots of her, or more specifically her vessels humanity. It was all fragility, she felt thingand breakeable like a spiderweb tainted with dew drops, an otherwise firm structure destroyed by the most simplest of things. Where there was power thrumming through her vessel, now there were only human emotions, fear, dread, and even anticipation.