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~~Azazel (Original)~~ · May 02 2016, 08:50 PM

"I got this feeling,
I'm losing you.
And it's got me reeling,
I need a clue.
Got my heart burning,
I lost my spell.
Can't see you turning up.
This looks like hell."
buried deep in the cavernous crypt that was Canis, was a king... or well, what was the shell of a former king. Azazel no longer donned his crown. Well, hardly, at the very least. His supposedly new children, Eythan and Carni, were almost two cycles of age. They'd grown so quickly. Eythan was now half his size, where Carni seemed to be lagging behind. He loved them dearly... but something about it was wrong. They reminded him of something that he always wanted to forget. But there they were. In the flesh... alive again.

Today, he was having one of those days. The days where his own thoughts drove him absolutely bonkers. He tried so very hard to push them away, but they always surged through like a flood escaping from a exploding dam. Sometimes, he same to himself, trying to vent his feelings. "I can't fight this feeling. It's not in my head," he sang quietly,each note low and hissing, quiet. He absently kicked bones, the ivory clinking musically against itself S it tumbled to the floor and rattled. "And I know it was something I did, baby. I can't fight this feeling," he knew exactly who that first line was referring to.

Carcino... Eythan? Mau... Carni? He heard voices echoing in the back of his head, the shadows that once loomed over him returning.

"I'm out of control." Azazel kicked a pile of bones again, driving his claws into the stone he was perched upon. Why couldn't he get a grip? "Got to get back to the life that I know!" Hah... he wished.