“You are...quite magnificent...”
The ropes that bound you felt like claws digging into your skin. You seemed limbless, tied to that chair with your arms and legs all wrapped up in rough fibers, and you only felt all the more helpless when you saw the way he was looking at you.
In his eyes...or eye, rather...you were not a human being. No...you were like...clay. Like a canvas, upon which he would paint a bloody masterpiece. Something malleable, from which he would carve something monstrous. All the while he would be smiling in that sinister manner, maintaining that look which he was currently giving you, as you sat there in the c
Here I am once again. Update. I have been eating right and on a decent sleep pattern. I finally feel like my good ol self again. Yeah depression still gets me from time to time but it's not as extreme as it once was. I miss my friends back in Ardyn Hell. I'm sad that I fucked it up. It's almost been 6 months since it happened. I don't think they will ever forgive me. I wish they knew how good I was doing. Maybe they will see this and say "omg yay". I feel like I could take on the world. Even if I have a panic attack I'm ready to face the day. Other than taking my medication (when I remember to take them that is) I've been drawing more. I've b