ㅤㅤㅤso keep patting yourself on the back for the cruelty, little enlil ~
ㅤㅤㅤbut never forget who really keeps the prayers flowing. it’s us. the pretty monsters they whisper wards against while begging you, offering devotion for protection.
far from the court, but close enough to disturb the air within and without.
her shrill laughter echoes first — a high-pitched, tinkling giggle like shattered glass and wind chimes twisted together, so bright it and playful ... until it lingers too long, too sharp, too loud.
ㅤㅤㅤwithout us demons slithering through the nights, bringing plagues and miscarriages and nightmares that feel so real, why would they ever need you big strong gods at all .ᐣ they’d get all independent and forget to stain those pretty altars with blood and incense .ᐟ