Death is inevitable. Its presence is always lingering and though foreign,still familiar. But in the light of the darkness, you will never have to face it alone and shall be embraced as an old lover and friend.
Today 10/17/18 at 3PM MST you can take one of our specialty models home!
Currently only available in OS but later sizes will be coming. Thank you everyone for your support and excitement! Ill be posting the official model pictures here within the hour and then the Drop at 3!
I had a lot of his story typed this morning and I’ll be revising it and hopefully posting it within the week once I have it the way I like!
Bahamut’s swords litter the Rock. They gleam in the darkness, shedding none of the blood that drenches the Infernian’s heart.
“I will do it.” Shiva’s voice floats around them.
To Ifrit’s surprise, Bahamut does not protest. The damn Draconian always had something to say even if no one wanted to hear it. Winged swords sharpen as they spread to fly, and in a moment, Bahamut disappears from his sight.
Ifrit searches for her, despite knowing that she appears only when she wants to.
“End it, my love,” he says to nothing but air. Well, he tries to. Blood has filled his throat and his words come out as a gurgle.
Ahh I’m so relieved this piece gained some traction. Thank you and welcome to those who followed me because of this. I’m glad I’m not the only one that got the Shiva/Ifrit feels ;___;
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