Dantalion
but you can't be free
"It might. I was there," Danta confirms with a crooked smile, though his flirtations have been somewhat ruined by the nightmarish screams and cries of those dying to the Sparkbird's vengeance. "Delightful," he comments dryly, the curl of his lip one of thanks I hate it, and it's with a quick shiver that he puts his back to the water again, uninterested in the echo sharks.
"Didn't the old gods want to do anything about it?" he wonders nevertheless, swiping at a bit of spider silk and having to work surprisingly hard to yank it away from where it spans between two mooring posts. "Fuck me, this shit's got a mind of its own." It was much easier to laugh off the cloud spiders when he was just squashing them.
"Didn't the old gods want to do anything about it?" he wonders nevertheless, swiping at a bit of spider silk and having to work surprisingly hard to yank it away from where it spans between two mooring posts. "Fuck me, this shit's got a mind of its own." It was much easier to laugh off the cloud spiders when he was just squashing them.
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
