#this wasbjust a morning ramble... please forgive me

[sombritas-des]

Morning short ramble...

Beheaded's body trembled, their emotions raw.

Drifter's hand came to rest on Beheaded's back, the touch comforting.

"Don't think like that," Drifter urged, his voice soft. "Your immortality is a gift, Beheaded. It's a chance to experience life in ways I can only dream of."

Beheaded lifted their flame, their gaze searching Drifter's face.

"A gift?" they repeated, their sign laced with skepticism.

Drifter nodded.

"Yes," he said. "You have the capacity to love, to learn, to grow. Don't burden yourself with the weight of our mortality."

Drifter's fingers traced gentle patterns on Beheaded's back.

"I want you to cherish our time together," Drifter continued. "But also, I want you to find joy in the life you'll live beyond me."

Beheaded's gaze lingered on Drifter's, their expression a mix of sadness and longing.

"I'll try," they signed.

Drifter's smile softened.

"That's all I ask," he said.