
"Y'ever think they'll love me again?"
It's a soft question, one laced with a little too much hope for what they'd like.
Say no. Say never again.
Please. It would be so much easier.
༻✦ ───── Mage II Achieved ───── ✦༺
[ 28/5/2026 ]

".. There is only one way to truly know."
Together they would depart, the bard left on their lonesome once more.
Right by their feet, however, laid a bronze mask.
Half a grin, half a frown, both staring up at them.
Would they? Maybe, maybe not.
They laugh once, though it could come off more like a vague huff.
Picking up the mask and turning it around in their hands.
"They probably won't," a mutter to themself as they put the odd little mask on.
The cycle starts anew. Perhaps one day it will break, but not now. Not here. Not yet.