..Was there a choice?

You'd still be entombed in the night
Lucifer's to blame; the reason for the flame

It really only fully settled in the other day that I'd be ending his part in a few year long roleplay. Still looking forward to the ending but. Although I'd been really, really wanting the current part? Now that we've gotten onto it, I just sort of want it over with.

Had rambled off to myself about it and saved the text. Was gonna' post it with this, but now I don't want to. After I got onto the coloring part I kind of stopped caring. The piece meant a bit to me, but now I don't feel anything from it. I can't really say if it's because of the muse or me deciding, "why do I care?"

But.

Here.

Have this with the wonky eyes that I didn't bother fixing, as well as everything else and some Black Sabbath lyrics to make up for the lack of me giving a shit to explain anything. I think I got my point across, though, with "this was before"...