❝ yours is the first happy face i’ve seen in a good while. ❞
"If my face is the first happy one, then life might be going worse for you, ja?" the demon spawn responded.
His resting face wasn't known to look very happy...he wasn't known to be very happy. Raserei looked over at the other man from atop his horse. She was big and black, completely normal looking compared to the man atop her, but there was something behind her eyes that indicated a wicked intelligence other horses didn't have.
"And my reason for being in these parts is far from happy."
He was what came when things were truly bad.
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🚢 toot tooot!
Big Bad Handsome Man
The Saloon was full, despite this small town often being more of a ghost down deep in the swamp. But tonight the place was alive and she was up there singing and swaying. Music he heard was getting very popular in the big cities. The cigar and cigarette smoke seemed to swirl around her and added to the moment.
His little angel manifesting, just for him. The lyrics made the normally scowling demon spawn smile and he chuckled. Gods above, did she really have to write a song about him?
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❝ there ain’t language for the things i feel. ❞
The demon spawn was leaning back in a chair, his legs kicked up on a table. He looked over with his good eye, barely visible under his wide-brimmed hat.
"I think they call that heartburn, ja?"
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