๐๐๐จ ๐๐๐ง๐๐ โ The Fracture.
The Eldest Son.
I keep my hands clean in the daylight and my conscience darker than midnight. The world is shaped by what it allows to pass, and I have learned to bend the shape without leaving a mark.
It looks like we might have something in common, horrible father's that believe that humanity is a weakness and the only way to be a man is with blood tainting your hands. I'm curious to see how you will make the pay and what price that will have on your soul.
๐๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง
๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ง ๐๐๐๐๐ฉ
Fairytales only work if you stop asking who planted the thorns.
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โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ weโre all ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ . weโve all killed parts of ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ to survive . weโve all got ๐๐๐๐๐ on our hands . something somewhere had to die so we could stay alive .