Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-30014014-20181120042004

A familiar sensation. One fainted throughout the years. The eyes of one conveying warmth. As wreck as he was, even someone like him could feel it. Why is it so? His powerlessness? His frail temperament? He hadn't offered anything but plight, and yet...

Faint memories tickle him at the edge. Blurry, lost. One that bites, unfortunately, with every attempt to recollect them. A measure of protection...form him.

He who watches at this moment. His words, glacial "This creature is projecting onto you, lamb. You've walked a path like this before, did you not? You best keep on guard, unless you wish to revisit the past..."

A bad feeling about it. Something about the way he said it. A warning? A threat? Whichever the case, for now, Prad could only give gratitude "Thank you. It's...it's fine now"

Had he dragged yet another soul to his tortuous existence? The man in the wall seems to indicate so...

Prad wishes not for her to suffer, shutting his eyes, ever sensing the man's gaze beyond his sight "You need not worry anymore. I'll be fine now...thank you".