( stranger );

———————————— warinherblood. 

                                                        he no longer carries it against the edge of his hip,
                     the steel growing cold with the bitter wind against the
                                               flames of his skin. but it’s still his, & although longer in his
                                                                     presence, a faithful reminder of his past.
                              he eyes his cutlass, & a sense of pride flairs.

                                                       ❛  ——— easy, that’s a sharp one.  ❜

              her finger prickled with a bead of blood under
              the pressure of his blade, as proof of his word.
              she regarded it       and him        with curiosity.

                                         there was something about him       him & his ice
                                         eyes, the quirk of his pout, the arch of his brow    
                                         that hinted his tongue was as sharp as his sword.

                            ▋▉ ❘ ❙ ❚ — ❛ interesting weapon choice. ❜