Ishimaru came here with heavy eyelids and a broken spirit, and here he's stayed, stone still, only occasionally reaching up to see if his hand still came back sticky and red when he held it to the shorter section of his hair. Whatever had come over him before didn't matter anymore. Maybe he hasn't noticed Fujisaki, or maybe he just can't bear to face him, or anyone else - his family, his brother, no matter - the tower of dreams he built from nothing came crashing down all too suddenly, and try as he might, he can't pull himself out of the wreckage.
But for now, he's alone in a corner with his knees to his chest, thinking of what could have been in a different life.]
good old fashioned 6 to destroy us all
Ishimaru came here with heavy eyelids and a broken spirit, and here he's stayed, stone still, only occasionally reaching up to see if his hand still came back sticky and red when he held it to the shorter section of his hair. Whatever had come over him before didn't matter anymore. Maybe he hasn't noticed Fujisaki, or maybe he just can't bear to face him, or anyone else - his family, his brother, no matter - the tower of dreams he built from nothing came crashing down all too suddenly, and try as he might, he can't pull himself out of the wreckage.
But for now, he's alone in a corner with his knees to his chest, thinking of what could have been in a different life.]