darcy liu longed for peace like tantalus longed to reach the food who repels and mocks him. like tantalus, it felt as though she was eternally condemned to live life with fear and phantoms seeping through her apple skin and shaky bones.
she was of peach dew and blueberry bruised bones, weary soul bleeding and exhausted.
titus khatri craved danger. you can tell by the zapping adrenaline coming from his drumming fingertips. you can see his dark eyes thrash and burn restless, his soul longing, craving to look at danger eye to eye and make death kneel before him.
he was of blood soaked teeth, citrus air dripping with electrifying chaos.
// pjo/hoo concept i have in ambuIance 's draft. no clear plot (how pathetic) no graphics yet (how pathetic pt. 2). cover doesn't match story but no one cares. wait. you do? you care? go fuck yourself leave me and my 'calm europe moodboard goals in life' pinterest board alone.
