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dio:
{♞} And though her words are no louder than a whisper, he stops
to find his friend musing to herself, his hazel gaze but only a
gentle one as he makes his way towards her. Perhaps she did
not consider him a friend, but it would be unlike him to not
approach one that did not f e a r him.His voice almost echoes her after-thought as though he had
read her mind— a response
to her enquiry.
❝ ..Maybe.
That would depend on the saying, Hana. ❞
{ ✘♟✘ }
Quiet turning of the head is nearing
the edges of her consciousness, and
yet she does not. Merely, as if to point
out the fidgeting nervousness at the
sudden arrival of another (a friend,
she reminds herself), she clasps her
hands together in an effort to keep
them from shaking. Though, upon
seconds pass, her shaken form is null
and void in it’s tremble.
❝ Mm…I guess you’re right. ❞
❝ Ignorance is bliss, huh? I…I don’t
think so. ❞
 | unoculus ; ♠ uwu |
the days and nights that I wonder
upon dreary memories
of a boy long gone
{ replaced by dead flesh }
may be
countless, fruitless…
but I have no right to know
no right to ask
so forgive my foolish curiosity
that will have to wane
| unoculus ; " I'm in love with you. " hereigiveyousomeangstrollsaway |
{ ✘♟✘ }
Having shown no previous amount of romantic
affection towards her, she immediately has to
assume that the boy is lying. Imagine that,
someone she trusts lying to her. Is it to make her
happy, or to mock her? Likely…the former. Dio
was not…he couldn’t be that terrible. Surely he
was distant, surely he was indifferent at times,
but he was not, not, not cruel.
He couldn’t be.
So he was lying to make her happy, then? He was
lying to…that was…she couldn’t possibly allow it.
And so she laughs, and it verges upon the
edges of hysteria. She points a finger, and
points and points and points. Surely she should
be jabbing it into the other’s chest by now. And
she is rotting rotting inside. She is debating
upon lies and truths. Her voice raises and cracks,
shattering like glass at the screeched reply.
❝ Don’t lie, don’t lie, DON’T LIE! ❞
Spectre is abruptly calm, and guilty. Her hands
wring, and she steps backwards, backwards
backwards. Her cheeks are red and her heart is
even redder.
❝ O…Oh, I’m…Dio, I’m sorry, I’m sorry- ❞
+1
unknownsaviour>>
{ ✘♟✘ }
If ignorance is bliss, as they say, then why is her limited
understanding of the world so troublesome? Surely she
should be happy, since she knows so little of things…
surely she shouldn’t be lonely, or scared…
❝ …That saying is a lie- isn’t it? ❞
Her outburst is quiet, perhaps merely an after-thought of
soft thinking.
| unoculus ; sCREAMS AT YOU AND LOVES ON YOUR AUTOPLAY MUSIC |
hello yes did someone say passepied