wild, lost boy.
Mild Violence
1/20/2019 - an old blurb for an au of krembearry's!
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he has no home, no family.
so says the red eyes, watching him.
so says the sharp teeth, shining on his skin.
and in their cycle, edgar believes him.
even on the days that the purple, thick patches of his body ache and scream.
even on the days where his breath is followed by puffs of smoke and fire, when his saliva melts things on contact.
even on the days that the red eyes and sharp teeth refuse to look at him, saying his eyes are glowing, saying he's scaring them.
edgar believes he is nothing more than a lost boy