❛ HE IS NEITHER gentle nor kind, except in the most terrible of ways. He has the holy fire of the gods within him, that leaves his body gaunt, his blood burning, and his eyes intoxicating.❛
contains religious imagery. plot heavy & headcanon based. loved by mimi.
→ his breath is shallow, short little intakes of oxygen broken by the pain and unease caused by what feels like a punctured lung, and the ground under him is moist. he isn’t sure it is water meeting the soft soil or his blood irrigating it in an abundance that leaves his hazed mind in a vague state of worry, liquid seeping through the grass and moss; it dampens the back of his attire, and he doesn’t need to look at himself to know how bad all of this looks. letting down his guard was never an option, and while he didn’t quite choose it, he still mentally berates himself for letting this happen anyway.
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