If radiants are mentally ill glow in the dark people (not my term).
Their mental illness should have some impact on their power.
Someone with anxiety will always have their blade at the ready. I can just imagine shardbearers drunk on mix of coffee and Redbull.
Or a person recieve a romantic confession and boom! Sword out. Especially if someone is trained to summon on reflex.
Would someone with high empathy have an easy time soulcasting?
I write for you because I can't kiss you. So I hope my words would.
I am here and I am not going anywhere
In life, and in death,
In this life, and the next,
I will stay by your side,
Till the end.
You walked up to me and covered my eyes from behind.
Years later your touch lingers still.
I don't know what to do
I am not starved for touch
I am starved for you
The funniest thing is that the apocalypse world cas would actually say all of these things.
This is so good I love it. But the worst part of being an Artist. Is that I can draw this and better but if I had drawn this I would have hated it.
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When your confession brings your best friend Nothing but pain. You learn to keep it to yourself.
Keep writing.
If I promise to not call it love. Do you promise to stop asking me to let you go?
Awake I think about you. Sleeping I dream about you. Can't find an escape.
I know I should give her
Her space
But how am I supposed to rest
When my heart is trying its hardest
To break out of my ribcage
But I swear this oath today
From now on anything that comes for you
Will break against my flesh
I am always late
But not anymore
How dare I forget what I am for
No more
The wolf is dead
The wolf is dead
The wolf is back