a-song-of-quill-and-feather: Atlas BlackHe had been weighed down by the weight of it all since the
a-song-of-quill-and-feather: Atlas Black He had been weighed down by the weight of it all since the day he was born. The weight of not failing. Of being the heir his grandmother wishes and pushes him to be. Of not angering her by following any of the footsteps left by his father or merlin forbid his uncle. His uncle, who looks at him now like he sees every ounce of weight that rests heavily upon Atlas’s soul. Keep reading -- source link