
☥ “It fatigues me”, he murmured; softly uttered words into the void as he remained leaned back; a distance in his eyes most black. “Like a sickness, it eats at strength for what else do I have to give? Yet die, I do not…”

☥ “It fatigues me”, he murmured; softly uttered words into the void as he remained leaned back; a distance in his eyes most black. “Like a sickness, it eats at strength for what else do I have to give? Yet die, I do not…”