[Love is something that should be left to wither and die on the vine. In the centuries of his existence, wrapped up in regret and hate and the dark things that crawl in the viscous of his blood, Ardyn knows this to be true. That he’s left his own to rot in the years left behind, just a corpse of a thing, only the memories of a life where love was given freely shadowing his step, but never coloring his perspective.
Or so is his belief.
Naturally, that touch — brief as it is, just fingertips curled beneath the tilt of a chin — reveals Ardyn’s feelings on the matter, despite his declarations of being rather fickle. Like sticking one’s hand in a vast pool of darkness, pulling out fistfuls of vitriol and searing bitterness, of laughter that bites, amusement sharp. There’s no love, no adoration, no actual fondness. Just a hollowed out core of 2000 years, leaving unflattering things to fill it. The stranger’s own ineffable energy bounces within, playful blackness singing bright in an echo chamber. Ardyn just smiles wider, the glow of their chests hidden beneath clothing.
Catch, he’s told. And since when does Ardyn ever do what he’s told?
He doesn’t catch. He takes a step back, bumping against a few people, watching the other fall.]
no subject
Or so is his belief.
Naturally, that touch — brief as it is, just fingertips curled beneath the tilt of a chin — reveals Ardyn’s feelings on the matter, despite his declarations of being rather fickle. Like sticking one’s hand in a vast pool of darkness, pulling out fistfuls of vitriol and searing bitterness, of laughter that bites, amusement sharp. There’s no love, no adoration, no actual fondness. Just a hollowed out core of 2000 years, leaving unflattering things to fill it. The stranger’s own ineffable energy bounces within, playful blackness singing bright in an echo chamber. Ardyn just smiles wider, the glow of their chests hidden beneath clothing.
Catch, he’s told. And since when does Ardyn ever do what he’s told?
He doesn’t catch. He takes a step back, bumping against a few people, watching the other fall.]