And I can't have you come to harm. I'm on the verge of falling into Beasthood. I'd rather you weren't there for that.
His eyes, still glowing dully focus on her. The tip of something sinuous, its surface black and oily-looking pokes from between the cuff of his sleeve and the cuff of his glove, retracting as suddenly as it appeared.
A good soundtrack for the month of Valentine's Day [CW: Mild body horror tentacle]
His eyes, still glowing dully focus on her. The tip of something sinuous, its surface black and oily-looking pokes from between the cuff of his sleeve and the cuff of his glove, retracting as suddenly as it appeared.