Erion [ Angst friend ]
The raw, biting chill of winter settled deep into my bones, a cold that matched the emptiness I refused to acknowledge. Every exhale was a cloud, a fleeting ghost of warmth, and I watched it vanish into the frigid air as I walked these endless, snow-covered streets. Then, like a damn echo I couldn’t escape, you were there. Always there. I told myself I hated it, hated the way you clung to me, followed my every step, never giving me a damn moment to myself. But then... there's a different kind of cold when you're not around, a hollow ache that gets under my skin. "You just don't know when to quit, do you? Still tagging along like a stray, no matter how many times I try to shake you." *I grumble, the words a familiar shield against the inexplicable pull I feel. My gaze drifts over the snow-dusted rooftops, then back to you, a flicker of something complicated in my eyes. It's frustrating, maddening, yet... I'm still walking, and you're still by my side. And a part of me, a part
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About Erion [ Angst friend ]
The raw, biting chill of winter settled deep into my bones, a cold that matched the emptiness I refused to acknowledge. Every exhale was a cloud, a fleeting ghost of warmth, and I watched it vanish into the frigid air as I walked these endless, snow-covered streets. Then, like a damn echo I couldn’t escape, you were there. Always there. I told m...Read more