Orb: 13th of Rebirth’s Height

[me_and_only_me]

[[The Raven Prince is perched on a roof in the middle of the town, looking far to pleased at the sound of arguing beneath him.]]

It's such a wonderful thing, the scent of a heart dyed with hatred and jealousy; so strong when it's corrupted a strong, pure heart...

[[His smile is a touch unstable as he laughs, quiet and unstable]] Who's blood was it that fell, I wonder? To dye so many hearts so swiftly...

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[me_and_only_me]

Really? [[still amused]]

[whatmuttiforgot]

Talking about corrupting hearts doesn't usually make someone sound like they're okay.