chragyx

"I will find you." It was him who found you in the first place, and so he deemed you rightfully his. He was ten then and you were eight when he discovered you, a small smile on your pale visage while you bury that rabbit, a pencil stuck where its small heart should have been beating - - and he knew it was you. His equal. His companion. All those other kids were boring. Their simple minds just wouldn’t understand. They had always left him alone, not that he needed their company anyway. Especially now that he had found you. The two of you were inseparable. You both laughed at how the adults were oblivious to your ’harmless&