For see, the sun is the true terrifier. Leaving mankind half-day was just a feint. But this scared all poor souls, then it returns on the morrow to gloat.
It is perhaps necessary to add that the righteous called on fiction to replicate the goals of the bone-setters.
In ways only buffoons pursue.
Lust for.
Granted, his lips are curled.
"At least there is a spiritual system for flattery." ───── #THElNVITATlON
“I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.”
° Descriptive / 21 + RP / #NSFW / OC / SL / AU / triggers
° #NoDMRP | MV | books / movies
° #VampireChronicles, #AnneRice, #Crossover
— seriousness and spoken very politely that the vision of a woolly creature being led by the waters of comfort would not suffer to stray into the lion's den.
"Would you have let me cross your threshold?"
The cant of the doctor's head let the dark-haired newcomer know it was a studied slight; something like a muted, suspicious deposition, and he gathered that without waiting a second to fiddle with his ring and circling his thumb pad over the crystal surface, thinking in a —
— chaotic way of things very contrary to ordinary.
The male then smiled with his eyes. "If I had replied I am a serial killer who's in need of a physician to diagnose me because I can't put a name to the strange condition I have." The words spoken without a faltering breath of —
`` @LITTLEBUTFlERCE . ⸝⸝ Follow a silence's space. A consciousness does its own bidding without the old fields and hills scents to draw back attention. The glorious pair of stormy-sky blues glanced over broad shoulder. And to chance, evoked an inquiry.
"Have we met before?"
& ' she has man's brain- a brain that a man should have were he much gifted- and woman's 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 . the good God fashioned her for a purpose , believe me when He made that so good combination. ' - top her grave with white roses . . .
[from the wings of #𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮𝓫𝓲𝓻𝓭.] https:/
' he offered me an apple ,
its skin as red as the blood
that flows within my veins .
and from his frosted fingertips ,
I took a bite , stepped through the
garden gates and damned his
pain .
[ the stupid lamb , an au from #dame.]