Aishe Baal @SeeTheFire

I was born a restless child and I could hear the world outside calling me, even if I couldn't see it. #BlindBoy #Goldie #Sunnyhell seeingthefire.tumblr.com/search/SL Around Joined November 2011

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Aishe Baal @SeeTheFire

6 years ago

@ZeppoWithABite There was a strain to his words, stress from the fear of tripping and angering this man. As well as worrying about speaking, he’d said to stay quiet but perhaps answering direct questions with politeness would keep him alive.

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Aishe Baal @SeeTheFire

6 years ago

@ZeppoWithABite him to stumble over. The hand gripping the demon’s hand didn’t not release, used it to help with balance as he was dragged along. A furrow creased his brow at the name, Fluffy. What the fuck did a fluffy look like? “Aishe, sir. May I inquire to your name?” +

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Aishe Baal @SeeTheFire

6 years ago

@ZeppoWithABite Stayed quiet. Though he didn’t know what he was living for at this point, perhaps a mad laugh leading to evisceration was the fate of his story. He didn’t make a sound. He was too stubborn for that.

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Aishe Baal @SeeTheFire

6 years ago

@ZeppoWithABite to another? Was this a dream? Or fate being a horrid wretch? A laugh, created by hysteria, built in his chest. It bubbled and bubbled until forcing it down made him feel like he’d puke but he kept the noise at bay. +

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Aishe Baal @SeeTheFire

6 years ago

@ZeppoWithABite Mind telling him this man was still dangerous, that no matter the tone, or change in demeanor he should tread lightly.

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Aishe Baal @SeeTheFire

6 years ago

@ZeppoWithABite “No… I didn’t mean to. Did I, did I do something wrong? I’m sorry.” Voice shaking slightly out of fear and dying adrenaline. He was hesitant to respond to this man, unsure what might trigger him back towards anger and violence. +

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Aishe Baal @SeeTheFire

6 years ago

@ZeppoWithABite the pain that always came from letting the tangle of words escape the knot in his throat.

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Aishe Baal @SeeTheFire

6 years ago

@ZeppoWithABite His chin went up in defiance and his jaw clenched, “you would have more luck with a mirror than a man that cannot see.” The skin beneath his eye twitched in an aborted flinch as he prepared for the hurt, +

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Aishe Baal @SeeTheFire

6 years ago

@ZeppoWithABite joint of the knee as he jerked his arm up and then dropped his elbow down to try and break that grip. Fight. Fight. He would not die when he’d finally escaped. No. No. No. No.

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Aishe Baal @SeeTheFire

6 years ago

@ZeppoWithABite soul in the darkness but there was nothing. Just the scent of death and the feel of rage. Fight or Flee. Fingers were already wrapping around his arm and lifting him to his feet, a male voice asking about his death. Fight. A booted foot kicked out, aiming for the weak +

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Aishe Baal @SeeTheFire

6 years ago

@ZeppoWithABite instead of leather bindings and dust on the shelves. Had he just wished himself somewhere else? What the fuck.

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Aishe Baal @SeeTheFire

6 years ago

@ZeppoWithABite flailing hard enough to set his pallet tipping to the side. He’d taken this spill before, knew the distance from his spot to the floor but it seemed longer this time. And the ground harder. Colder. More painful. Stone instead of plush rugs. Dirt and grass filling his senses +