Decaying heart withers βneath the soil midst the realms of rot. Demise is all that awaits; nothing ends with grace, for blood is only scarlet. Never beautiful.
A certain utterance of that nomenclature is forbidden. It conjures an act of aggression and a violation beyond critical elicits within me; visceral responses infirm on the precipice of violence. Invoking the girl who was is to exhume a past once β
@DiademOfGrief Delulu Elena. Are you as basic as they say? [The advantage of speeding enchantment swift in motion, as I leaned back on the edges. My heels holding balence as I stood in front of you.] Are there any other⦠phantoms haunting that psychiatric mind of yours?