Oh. . . To be the sickly swallow that’s within her nest.
It’s simple boredom. She’s been captured her and made prisoner by her wild mind. There is little to do within these walls of Camelot for women. How did she last so long here, hmm?
hm necessary at times, princess.
that is for her alone to know. . . oh ִ 𖤠 let the witch decide what is or isn’t of true substance. now . . . what troubles her ִ 𖤠
Killing a bird? How . . . dreadful. Doesn’t she know how helpful the avian population is? Rather than depending on these dreadful messengers.
Nurse her back to health? And what has caused such fondness, hmm? Oh. . . Nothing of true substance.
in most situations she would suggest 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 the bird to put it out of its misery.
albeit the priestss has grown rather 𝑓𝑜𝑛𝑑 of this bird. perhaps she’ll nurse her to health. what troubles her ִ 𖤠
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Death isn’t only about the
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀destruction of the body.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Sometimes, just like that,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀you * extinguish one self
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀and another is born.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ISABELLA ZENELI . . .
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ HE’S A PREDATOR WHO
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝚁𝙴𝙹𝙾𝙸𝙲𝙴𝚂 WITHIN THE
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ THRILL OF THE 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ Designed to 𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔳𝔦𝔳𝔢,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ to 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙. . .
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