Emerald Idol

The scarf was a suture on a corpse. She was crippled, but what ashes remained were bound tightly by the red threads. She tied herself to this boy, so full of everything she was not, could never hope to be again. He was a god that made a carcass wish to grow flesh, to wear clothes again, to walk and talk and live again, even if only to stay by his side. Mikasa (& Eren) ramblings