Warnings: self harm, mentions of abuse
Taurtis tried to make the watchers happy not wanting to let anyone else down. But he had to get assigned the hermits, each interaction reminding him of evo. It almost made the male sick, yet so happy. Thoughts began to form, memories reuniting. Taurtis wanted to see Grian again, but at the same he didn't. Grian had, abused, used, and broke him. Not to mention Grian always nitpicked the small male, never helping, always reminding him. Always telling Taurtis the words he hated to hear. Taurtis grabbed the blade resting in the pocket of the cloak he dawned, dragging it across his arms for a while. The male sighed watching and listening. Nothing could prepare the listener for what was next.
Grian looked out, staring intently at the passing stars littering the darkened skys. Before grasping a old picture in one of his Jean pockets. Glancing over it, the Brit ran his fingers over the torn and matted photo he held so dear. Grian wished, that he had treated Taurtis much differently to what he had. You can't go back on what you said even if you apologize. The blonde had tears threatening to spill. Of course he wanted to get to know the person watching over them. The persons personality reminded Grian of Taurtis, soft, caring, calm, and playful. He felt like he knew the listener, and wanted to protect them at all costs. Of course he did. He huffed going to walk inside that was until he heard a light Japanese accent "Grian?," The person called out softly.
"Taurtis!," He called back only to turn around and be met with the listener , tears streaming. This was his chance at redemption.
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Incorrect quotes (Taurian)
FanfictionThis is pure Taurian, I guess that's how it will be I may add a few correct quotes this will have much more time placed into it than my other books...