“It’s just a box,” He mumbled to himself as he got up off the bed and made his way into the empty living room where the box sat on his messy coffee table. He crossed his arms over his chest as he eyed the box that was simply marked with one name on all four sides. He looked around the empty room and let out a sigh as his focus once again was on the box.
“It’s just a bloody box.” He said as his hands reached down and slowly opened the box, the first thing he saw made him immediately want to just close the box back up and shove it into a corner of his closet and never see it again. He just shook his head and decided he was going to look though the box’s contents one time and one time only before it got shoved into a closet for the remainder of its life.
The picture was old, it had bent corners and a hole in the top from being on someone’s bulletin board, it was black and white and the two people in it were smiling and looked genuinely happy. He picked up the picture and couldn’t help but let a smile form on his face as his thumb gently ran over the woman’s smiling face. He looked at it a few more seconds before slipping it into the back pocket of his skinny jeans and looking back into the box.
He knew it was going to be in there, he knew it was going to appear sooner or later and honestly he would have much rather seen it later.
“You find Celaena Sardothien. Give her this. No one else. No one else. Tell her that you can open any door, if you have the key. And tell her to remember her promise to me–to punish them all. When she asks why, tell her I said that they would not let me bring the cloak she gave me, but I kept a piece of it. To remember that promise she made. To remember to repay her for a warm cloak in a cold dungeon.”
Shirofuku: I’m kinda late, but thank you for Kumamoto performance, guys!! It was our last trip to Kyushu in this tour… It’s just the beginning, but I was crying from the feeling of the finale for some reason😂😂😂
“Dan strode over and gazed into the box. Lifeless. Even with Phil’s typically pale skin you used to see the warm glow of life within. All that could be seen here was the sickly pale-green colour of death”