Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170301124403/@comment-30014014-20170712161703

BY then, the land of gray had dissipated completely, leaving the colors to swell back to their beloning amidst the rubble and ruin.

The penumbra, smoke and ink, both clutter into a pool of their own, before they fade away. By then. the dark man's hand had punctured the soil between them. Slowly climbing up.

Of course, his shades had relayed his words to him. He looks at the blacked out being among his hands "Even with our discarded selves to the path of devolution of this world, we are still part human. After all, we do wish to restore this world to its order. It would make sense for you to glimmer a sense of care for some, no matter how trivial"