#dolorem
warm up doodles
Even with the numbness in Fruit’s fingers, he can feel the warmth rapidly draining from the cloth.
“Illumina,” he finds himself whispering, almost desperately. Though Fruit knows he’s alone in the dimension, he can’t stop the words from tumbling past his lips.
Fruit’s vision splits into two, and he can almost feel rough, gloved fingers squeeze his palm. He clutches the jacket’s sleeve tighter in his fist, as if to let the phantom touch know it’s not welcome.
Though Fruit would prefer the eerie silence of the End, his heartbeat pounds against his eardrums, and his ragged breaths become all too loud, thundering in his chest.
in the not-so-distant past…
new dolorem chapter before june 11 i think
ok so
I was thinking to hard about this, so I going to post this.
dolorem theory ahead! i have no reason to cut the post but just in case imma do it anyway.
one whole year!!!!
