‘Don’t you hear me?’

its been years ever since he picked up his sword for a body it’s like he’s been taunting you inside your head it was agony. You just wanted him to leave it felt like the sword would Never break but eventually you learn to deal with it, but one time you had to kill someone and when you did the tip of your finger started to turn black instead of its regular pale look ever since then, it’s like you were wearing long gloves except you couldn’t remove them..

You were walking in the Town glancing at some of the market stalls, quietly hearing his voice in the back of your head as you just to pass through the crowd quickly as your cloak followed behind before you accidentally bumped into someone