#AGS: Edge Avarest

[amuhav]

ＬＥＶＩ Ｘ ＥＤＧＥ / / ＢＬＵＦＦ

"I'm sorry; were you not playing to win?"

[amuhav]

ＳＩＬＡＳ Ｘ ＥＤＧＥ / / ＴＥＭＰＴＡＴＩＯＮ

It was supposed to be my specialty... I never thought I'd wish that to be true.

[amuhav]

“To me, he is the closest thing to freedom I’ll ever know. And I’ll protect that with all I am.”

Black; timeless, secretive, hidden depths, darkness and fear. // Scarlet and Cinnabar; devotion, sacrifice, power, temper, aggression, pride and playful energy.

Red Balsam; touch me not. // Barberry; sour temper. // Love-Lies-Bleeding; hopeless, not heartless.

Raccoon; playful trickster. surprisingly courageous and ferocious. fight or flight in equal measure. secret keeper. dishonesty and denial. hiding behind a mask. chaotic energy.

Skin; too much, too much, too much. burns. put it on show but not to touch. a warning in reverse. old scratches, bruises, scars, long gone but black like oil under the surface, hiding in plain sight. comfort in their discomfort.

Autumn; hiding the rust and rot with fiery reds and golden glows. hard to see the decay when it burns so beautifully.

the Witching Hour; the lingering darkness as the night draws to a close. an omen. the coming misfortune, knowing this momentary quiet cannot last.

Humility; pride seldom survives on its knees. little choice in the bonds, but bowing to a fool far outweighs submitting to sinners.

Sloth; the little bee fleeing every fawning flower. a devil with idle hands at last.

Life; clinging on with tooth and claw. anything to delay the descent.

of the Land; below is where you belong… but anything but that.

the Wandering Star; deceptive by design to lead the unworthy astray, now hiding on the horizon whilst time allows.

Black Onyx; the demon trapped and contained. a deep sadness. layers of light hidden under a shadowy surface.

Sickle; the reaping hook. a tool for harvest now turned to protection. a small blade is just as sharp, a weapon in the right hand no matter its original purpose.

Cor Anglais; hauntingly melancholic, a resignation, yet longing and hopeful still.

XII The Hanged Man; a pause, timed, temporary. true task on hold for as long as he’ll keep you. a choice made by another, but is it still a surrender if the outcome is preferred?