Everyone knew that the Signless was a dreamer and a speaker, he dreamed of what could be, of peace and equality in the Hemospectrum and he spoke of those dreams in his sermons. Kankri, although he has nothing to do with this, was a speaker, he could rant for days on end, although few would listen to the words he spoke. Kankri never dreamed, not once, not about the past, not about the future, not about anything. However, Karkat was like his ancestor in the sense that he was a dreamer and a speaker, he dreamed of the past, of what once was and he spoke of things he believed were needed for him and his friends to survive the game, they followed each word with precision (no matter how much some of them disagreed) and they trusted him with their lives. Karkat's dreams start shaping into something more well known to him and his friends, the beginning of the rebellion against the Highbloods, just sweeps before his ancestor was executed. Karkat meets and forms a brotherly bond with his ancestor, whom he proudly calls 'mini-me', although the Signless is hundreds of sweeps older than him. The pain of losing those who he calls family in the game was hard enough on him, what would happen if Karkat witnessed the execution of his 'brother'?
❝The way you're looking at me right now
makes me wonder where you want me.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
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