【 𝓦𝖔𝖑𝖋. 】

𝓘f it's my family on the - ✄ - - - ᒪIᑎᕮ - - ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I'll be as dark and 𝔟𝔩𝔞𝔠𝑘 as 〈VILLAIN | 悪役〉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀...as I need to in order to protect 'em. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ━ - ━ ∙ • • ∙ ━ - ━ ⠀ 《 𝓕ᴀɪʀʏ 𝓣ᴀɪʟ ʀᴘ 》 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

グレイ・フルバスタ

selective &&. private ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ EST. august 21st, 2017. ⠀⠀⊰ 🇼🇷🇮🇹🇹🇪🇳 🇧🇾 🇲🇪🇷🇺 ⊱ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ❆。 ゚
D.
"How long will you hold onto this."
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█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ  POCKETING HIS tender right hand, Gray’s countenance nearly soured. Sooner or later, the remorse that he HARBORED was going to suffocate him. stifle him. &&. drown him like a surge in the sea. Taking an unsteady breath, he fingered the chain at his neck before twirling the pendant between the calloused pad of his thumb &&. forefinger.

  A rush of memories. A flood of detest.

                      ❝ —– As long as I live, I guess. I hold onto the important things. ❞

  Or at least he tried to. Because important things, important people-– all of them, somehow, had a cruel habit of slithering through his fingers like WATER. An ironic sentiment, really; Gray wouldn’t lose anyone else ( not if he could unyield to fate ).