Anonymous whispered:

"He had succeeded. After all of his hard work, Eric had gathered 1,000 pure souls and Alan had found himself cured of the thorns. He'd been overjoyed... until the dispatch was involved. Eric had been caught, and put on trial for his actions. He'd been sentenced to death, executed with his own scythe. Alan lay in the darkness, slowly wasting away. He was wasting Eric's gift of life... but how could he live without his light? (shi-no-toge)"

posted on 25.02.2014 at 4:53 + 3 notes + reblog