❛ Everyone’s immortal until they’re not. ❜

                     _{———❝ SOUNDS LIKE A THREAT, if i didn’t know any better. ❞
finger at the back of his neck, a gesture to quiet the small ache that penetrated into his spine. this person knew an awful lot, though he’d have been disappointed for a wasted trip otherwise. an aura seemed to permeate off this place, this man, one which he’d been drawn to the moment he set foot in town.}

        _{❝ i’d say the opposite ; everyone is mortal until they’re not. ❞}

_{a darker side of magic | accepting!}