01-04-2025, 09:04 PM
Sasha gave her a small smile. "I meant the bottle. I have other demons to chase. For the fire I'll share." He wouldn't partake, but he meant he'd cover a hit. It was a currency to trade. He had money but sometimes it was easier to trade. People wanted things he had.
He wasn't sure how she meant he looked empty. He was cold. Alone. Tired of these attacks. Tired of being sick. He didn't want to look at the shard. He pulled his hand from the fire and looked at the rosy glow to his skin before taking the shard in the hand. the cool glass and metal soothed the heat. Sasha put his other hand towards the flame. "Empty would be better than hunted." That's what he felt like -- like he was being hunted.
But why? he thought into the flames squeezing gently until it bit into the still warm skin.
He wasn't sure how she meant he looked empty. He was cold. Alone. Tired of these attacks. Tired of being sick. He didn't want to look at the shard. He pulled his hand from the fire and looked at the rosy glow to his skin before taking the shard in the hand. the cool glass and metal soothed the heat. Sasha put his other hand towards the flame. "Empty would be better than hunted." That's what he felt like -- like he was being hunted.
But why? he thought into the flames squeezing gently until it bit into the still warm skin.