bubbled impatience rises up his throat : escapes from tightened lips in one huff , eyes snapping open but stubbornly shutting again. the inabilty to meditate is frustrating , enough to stiffen his spine , tense his frame. and his mind ! inside it swims dull anger , alongside a heart that beats with a sense of betrayal. CONCENTRATION IS IMPOSSIBLE. he cannot let go — hot rage towards the council imprisoned beneath his chest. when he feels it , a familar presence entering the room , blue gaze fixates on a nude wall ; blank as he wishes his thoughts could be. ❛ LEXA. ❜ an iced greeting , wretched mood manifesting within such a harmless word.
❪ @victoroius ♡’d ! ❫