͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ 、𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞͜͡𝙖𝐬𝐭. retweeted
My inability to let things die out naturally with time. I have to kill it myself with my bare hands right now
͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ 、𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞͜͡𝙖𝐬𝐭. retweeted
⠀⠀ ╱ 𝑚𝑦 𝒍𝑖𝑔𝚑𝚝 💭 ; @lifesbane
⠀⠀ ،،̲ ︎ sceηe bre͟a͟k 🪻 ⦂ @mothsepoch
⠀⠀ ،،̲ ︎ sceηe bre͟a͟k 🪻 ⦂ @mothsepoch
͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ 、𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞͜͡𝙖𝐬𝐭. retweeted
Life’s but a walking shadow,
a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
and then is heard no more.
warm air sighs across the grated floor. everything comes into stillness as though the world has held its breath; here, life is but a walking shadow. a poor player who struts and frets his hour upon the stage.
Replying to @mothsepoch
﹙weapon 𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝘀.﹚ i found you. ﹙reports had funded clues. footage of a stellaron hunter's intrusion, surveillance cuts, clamour erupts. cue discord &͟ terror— a ruinous beast arrives.﹚come out. ﹙now, a hand offers out.﹚ it's just me.
there is a perfect mulberry color. from the shadows it eases forward, still predatory in gait. something unnatural weighs its frame. chimeric. the sneer of something draconian with the furred keel of something foxian .. or maybe borison.
͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ 、𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞͜͡𝙖𝐬𝐭. retweeted
⠀⠀ ╱ 𝑚𝑦 𝒍𝑖𝑔𝚑𝚝 💭 ; @lifesbane
͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ 、𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞͜͡𝙖𝐬𝐭. retweeted
the truth, he suspected, was often a messy and uncomfortable thing, far removed from the neat narratives people preferred.
͏͏ ͏ ͏͏ 、𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞͜͡𝙖𝐬𝐭. retweeted
⠀⠀ ╱ 𝑚𝑦 𝒍𝑖𝑔𝚑𝚝 💭 ; @lifesbane


























