FULL TITLE: the moon is bright enough (so don't get left behind) --- He really didn't want to hurt anyone, but when he thinks of the light bursting through his body, cracking the earth below him, sending the poor boy flying. He thinks of how it looked, how it turned out, how they all ran- He's a monster. They were right. His fingers twist around his horns. A sob in his throat threatens to spill. "Schlatt?" Fuck, they're already back? Schlatt wipes his eyes, composes himself. Steadies his breathing. He stands on wobbly legs and wipes the dust from his fur. Show no weakness. None at all. When he speaks, it's almost as if he hadn't been crying at all. [ cover made by me ] co-posted on ao3 - wheelsonthebus
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