F R E A K S H O W [Jesper]

COTY

QOTY

"But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura

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F R E A K S H O W [Jesper]

Modicum Mortem

The clown king

05-08-2018, 10:17 AM

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I'm every nightmare you've ever had, I'm your worst dream come true.

Mortem is unphased when Jesper declines his offer to stay there with him in Sylva. It doesn’t surprise him, in fact, it delights him that the fellow onyx stag refuses. His earnings did little to frighten Brennen’s grandson, and with a side-eyed view of his new-found companion, the clown grins.

Now he’d have reason to attack.

“Wrong answer, Jesper,” The clown hisses to him. Ice eyes glance over to Drax. “Prove yourself, Fire Child.” Morty steps away now, awaiting the inferno that would soon engulf the young boy’s relative.

@[Jesper] @[Drax]

Modicum Mortem

|Proceed with Caution|

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