The Lonely GodHe is too easy to trust, this man.The Lonely God7 years ago in Scraps More Like This
But no, he is not a man. This being, then. This being is too easy to trust, too easy to talk to.
It is too easy to spill your secrets to him, and too hard to stop.
And he has to carry those secrets with him for all eternity as he flees across the stars.
Two hearts. He can love with all of his heart and have enough space left to hate just as deeply. But I think all he has room for is loneliness.
Nine hundred years of shedding his face like a snake sheds its skininstead of dying, he outlives anyone who ever cared.
Anyone who was willing to take the monsters with the man.
The last of his kind, the lonely little angel who never really learned how to dance.
He has left so much behind, but he can never forget. He has the whole world on his shoulders and the whole universe inside his head. He knows everything there is to know, and I dont know how he lives.
He has known grief and rage and pain and he can never be free.