⠀ 𝘍𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘰𝘩 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 .ᐟ 𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘦, @azachares .ᐣ ⠀⠀
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* It’s….the castle’s fault….
Crescent murmured tiredly, closing his sockets as the wet rag was placed on his forehead.
* Too many people full of positivity…
He sighed, trying to rest up as much as he could while still being attentive.
He wanted to ask Nightmare about (+)
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\\ i was thinking how Cres got sick and then i remembered that he is half mortal/monster since he is Killer's kid too lmao
Crescent glanced over to his Father’s voice, trying to force himself to sit up in bed.
* It’s no bother….
* Excuse me for my….absence.
Crescent grunts quietly, vaguely sensing his Father on the other side of his door. But something was off….must be that time of the year then.
* enter
He managed to speak, though his voice was scratchy and dry. He definitely needed some water….
// I made an excuse to why I’m not on him much but
Feel free to ping Crescent in starters, or dm me to plot :3 I wanna get back into using ALL of my accounts
Cracking open an eyesocket, Crescent stared up at the ceiling of his pitch black room.
Despite his deep and long slumber, he had no energy.
The castle was full of little blimps of positivity that seems to fluctuate day to day. From overbearing to mere pings, it’s left him (+)
* Ah.
* Yes I would appreciate that, Father.
It would certainly help, he did always appreciate when Nightmare attempted to socialize with him.
Thought, it’s really Crescent that struggled with communication.
* I suppose.
* I was attempting to play ‘Moonlight Sonata’ by Beethoven
It wasn’t the most difficult song, but keeping the right momentum was tricky. And Crescent underestimated the piece.
* I have attempted to study the keys alone for quite some time now.
* I thought I could preform a more complex song.
Seems he was wrong.
Crescent removed his hands to smooth out his shirt.
* Afternoon, Father.
Crescent greeted Nightmare once he moved into the room, his eyes trained on the music sheets.
He splayed his fingers on the keys and started the melody again. But he trips over the second line, a scowl on his face now.
Frustration is written all over his face, a heavy sigh slipping out as he adjusted the music sheets in front of him.
Seems he was trying to play a complicated song.
* I seek you out to be granted peace of mind over some subjects.
Crescent answered honestly as he strolled into the garden with confidence — like a young monarch should.
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⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ *̲ What can I do for you, Crescent ׅׅ𖤠
Nightmare asked, watching the other approach. They were spending time in the garden when their spawn pushed his way through.
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Crescent tilted his skull downwards to allow Nightmare's tentacle to pat his skull, letting out a content hum before resuming his position.
* I pray that you've been well?