Cosplay - No Going Back....

"Mother," the Reaper murmured, running a gloved hand down the familiar wooden door. "...Father. I...I hope you're happy, wherever you are."

Casting golden-hazel eyes downward, Grell felt the old sting in his heart, wishing that there was something he could do...but there wasn't.

The Reapers weren't allowed to deal with the souls of family in such a way. They weren't allowed to try and make contact.

Once one became a Reaper...there was no going back.
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This pic sort of goes with this one, thus it shall share some of the description: [link]
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This is a little nod to my Grell origin fic I'm writing - it's called "Colorless," and for now, it's only up on my Livejournal. I've got five parts up so far - if you're interested in the story, you can find it at my LJ. It starts here - [link]

If there's enough interest, I'll crosspost it here on DevArt, too. ^^
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