Mythrodak Oneshots

He only knew time and blood,

The first he only knew because of the constant ticking burning holes in his ears.
It was so loud, and yet, he could never find the way to stop it.

The sight of blood was the only thing to make the ticking stop.

And now he is stuck in his mind, without blood, and nothing to distract him from the ticking that came from every direction.

It has been 2 months, 23 days, 54 minutes, 21 seconds, and 5 milliseconds since he was put in a truly, inescapable, prison.

and now he couldn't even remember his families old village,

only time, blood, and the damn feather in his palm.

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aka, Mythrodak Oneshots because I apparently get fixated way too easily.