He wore a gray cloak which fell beneath his feet. He chose the people who passes by him. Those with whom he can see a potential for a void formation, he clings to. He lures them in, engages them in a mind battle to give in to him. He nurtures them, gains their trust. Then, ever so slowly and with a deceivingly gentle caress, he lets them fall. He lets them down. From there, he can see the void, the deep deep void. And from there he feeds.
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From the Perspectives of Scarlet, Magnus, and Theodore
General FictionOf friendship, self-acceptance, self-depreciation, and love.