Experience Tumblr like never before
a sage that fills wounds with crystal
slowly, slowly, turning green
it responds, sure. like the cut never happened. like your arm was never lost. it doesn't feel brittle- oddly enough, you don't feel any different at all.
...but looking in the mirror, with every skirmish, the soft jade creeps further over your skin. cold crystal caging your heart.
will you wake up a statue one day?
-
a skye who seeds wounds with flowers
trailing vines ever-blooming
it responds, sure. like the shot never punched through. like your chest doesn't have a chunk missing. it doesn't feel wooden- oddly enough, you don't feel any different at all.
but looking in the mirror, with every skirmish, more petals adorn your skin. roots wrap around your heart.
will you wake up a shrub one day?
-
a reyna that switches wounds with enemies
discoloured patches matching her foes'
it responds, sure. like her own skin never charred. like her bones never breathed. it doesn't feel unfamiliar- oddly enough, she doesn't feel any different at all.
but looking in the mirror, with every skirmish, others' skin overtakes her own. the heart stolen from an enemy's chest, her own left behind.
will she wake up as someone else one day?