This is a query cushioning a command. Not by Princess or Queen, but one all the same.
The Hollow Knight eases back from beneath the umbrella.
The rain drums endlessly against their mask. The crack is filling the inside with water.
They have no need to refuse. They have no right to feel bitter or dare wonder over a bug's kindness. They are wanted to go and to rest somewhere dry; therefore, they will do this, and they cut their mind empty of all else but the action of doing so.
They slam their Nail into the cracks of the ground, making more of them with the force of the strike, and struggles to stand.
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Date: 2023-01-06 08:33 am (UTC)The Hollow Knight eases back from beneath the umbrella.
The rain drums endlessly against their mask. The crack is filling the inside with water.
They have no need to refuse. They have no right to feel bitter or dare wonder over a bug's kindness. They are wanted to go and to rest somewhere dry; therefore, they will do this, and they cut their mind empty of all else but the action of doing so.
They slam their Nail into the cracks of the ground, making more of them with the force of the strike, and struggles to stand.