Tag: The Rambler's Bane x 1

I can hear it over the sputtering lamplight and the hiss of burning paper. Through smoke and laughter at home on the street. The sun’s long since set beyond Boralus Harbour, and not even the nightfall can touch us. But I’m hardly surprised. It’s not that kind of dark.

“Trust is your weakness. You wander an endless spiral… ”

And I’m on my own, sucking on this strange brand of cigarette, stepping out into this strange brand of society, with only two things on my mind. But even my next meal and a place to sleep are inconsequential. I’m on my own, but I’m not alone, because they’re always with me. Just like you’re always with me.

“…nothing but dust in your hands.”

You were there when we learned we could never...