akronus-has-thoughts

[akronus-has-thoughts]

*I get colder*

*rocking back and forth in the middle of the hallway, muttering to myself*

*You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.*

[akronus-has-thoughts]

*my face is incredibly cold*

*rocking back and forth in the middle of the hallway, muttering to myself*

*You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.*

[akronus-has-thoughts]

*they kiss you back, eyes taking on a pinker shade of purple*

*rocking back and forth in the middle of the hallway, muttering to myself*

*You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.*

[akronus-has-thoughts]

*they wrap their arms around you, eyes glowing brighter*

*rocking back and forth in the middle of the hallway, muttering to myself*

*You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.*

[akronus-has-thoughts]

And you already are, so nothing would change.

*rocking back and forth in the middle of the hallway, muttering to myself*

*You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.*

[akronus-has-thoughts]

You say succumb as if the ether wants for someone in a few unalike to that with which they wish to be in.

So to answer your question, what would you want to happen?

*rocking back and forth in the middle of the hallway, muttering to myself*

*You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.*

[akronus-has-thoughts]

That and so much more.

*rocking back and forth in the middle of the hallway, muttering to myself*

*You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.*

[akronus-has-thoughts]

The ether is the parts of oneself that are considered insane, we are the nonsensical ramblings of both newborn babies and hospitalised madmen, the eyes that you imagine at your periphery, the feelings and thoughts that not even you realise you have.

*rocking back and forth in the middle of the hallway, muttering to myself*

*You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.*

[akronus-has-thoughts]

*I tilt my head slightly, eyes glowing a hauntingly beautiful purple*

You need not face the ether in any state, my realm is in no way a hazard or enemy.

*rocking back and forth in the middle of the hallway, muttering to myself*

*You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.*

[akronus-has-thoughts]

In the same way that you own me

*clearly doesn’t see anything wrong or unnatural about this*

*rocking back and forth in the middle of the hallway, muttering to myself*

*You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.*

[akronus-has-thoughts]

When you married me our souls became inseparable. A claim like a familiars is nothing like that which I possess over all beings of the ether.

*rocking back and forth in the middle of the hallway, muttering to myself*

*You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.*

[akronus-has-thoughts]

NO

*rocking back and forth in the middle of the hallway, muttering to myself*

*You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.*

[akronus-has-thoughts]

Away

*rocking back and forth in the middle of the hallway, muttering to myself*

*You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.*

[akronus-has-thoughts]

Gone

*rocking back and forth in the middle of the hallway, muttering to myself*

*You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.*

[akronus-has-thoughts]

*the ceiling heals over itself as a dark energy sweeps through the house, checking for any trace of the owl*

Gone

*rocking back and forth in the middle of the hallway, muttering to myself*

*You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.*

[akronus-has-thoughts]

we could go back to telegraphs instead of social media. send your mutuals unspeakable strings of morse code at 4:30am

[akronus-has-thoughts]

*it disappears into a different dimension all together*

*rocking back and forth in the middle of the hallway, muttering to myself*

*You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.*