- [Magoichi may not have reacted when Two first latched onto his back, but right now, as he felt her face push against his shoulder, Magoichi stopped walking.] ❝Things always seem like they were so much easier back then—❞ [Gently, Magoichi would put his free hand up against one of Two’s.] ❝— but really, none of it matters. Its all kind of like what a wise woman once told me.❞
Slowly her face inched its way to the side of his face, her palms clutched tightly to his body while humming to herself, “I know for a fact they were much better than. Maybe it’s… different for everyone.”
Not everyone had voices screaming their name, terrors in the night, restless sleep and endless thoughts of the past. Thoughts that seemed only suppressed by her sister and her new company.
"I used to have a Disciple… you kind of remind me of him.
He loved me very much… and I loved him very much too.
In fact, it was so much that it was over flowing with goodness and–“
Immediately she was quiet, her body slowly slipping from his back.
(Source: deityselene)