this raised skin, i feel

Ranboo looked down- and there it was, the line.Or, alternatively; the ring.It was hard to spot, but now that he knew it was there, it was obvious- darker grass, dotted with stones- and felt his throat tighten with fear. Techno smiled- all sharp teeth and blood-red eyes, and golden chains and golden crowns. “Ah. Don’t worry about it,” he dragged his foot across the grass, making a small ditch where he was standing, “I can just stand ‘ere while we talk. No axe in my hands, see?” -Ranboo, after being told tales about the fae, wants to find one. Unfortunately for him, it's rather that the fae finds him. ( a drabble inspired by B0N3D4D1's fic !! check it out :] )