L.˚₊◌🔮

⠀⠀. ˚₊◌ good lord.

[L.˚₊◌🔮 @mavroankathi]

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⠀⠀. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ ࿐ྂ 𝙇𝙖𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙣.
⇢ 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙧
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[n.˚₊◌ 🐜 @curthafaoi]

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[L.˚₊◌🔮 @mavroankathi]

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[L.˚₊◌🔮 @mavroankathi]

it's cold out. it's winter, of course, but there's a supernatural chill to the air, like something's about to happen- like someone's about to arrive.

it has Laurent's bones aching though, so he huffs and tucks his face into his scarf as he waits. he was told to wait, so he will.

[L.˚₊◌🔮 @mavroankathi]

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[L.˚₊◌🔮 @mavroankathi]

it's cold out. it's winter, of course, but there's a supernatural chill to the air, like something's about to happen- like someone's about to arrive.

it has Laurent's bones aching though, so he huffs and tucks his face into his scarf as he waits. he was told to wait, so he will.

[ً @holyaches]

death rejected me， but i'm sure it will welcome you.

[ᅟᅟskullcrusher, @sainticide]

my favourite saints were the ones who burned away young. i admired them in the cathedral paintings, hooded eyes, the brutal wings of their ribs, gilt halos, baroque frames. what does it mean, "devotion"?

[ً @holyaches]

in the dream i don't tell anyone， you put your head in my lap.

[L.˚₊◌🔮 @mavroankathi]

laurent appears back in his home office moments later, a warm but melancholy feeling settling over him.

he needs a drink.

[L.˚₊◌🔮 @mavroankathi]

tw // implied suicide, death of a teen, vomit, blood

it's not often laurent receives assignments that are located at a school. sometimes universities, sure, but entering a high school in broad daylight without a single person noticing is new to him.

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[L.˚₊◌🔮 @mavroankathi]

there's a hesitant nod from the boy, and he takes the reaper's hand. they disappear in a bright flash of light just before the next living person enters the restroom, leaving the body behind. he can hear a scream before everything goes dark.

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Description is an inexact, loving art, and a reflexive one; when we describe the world we come closer to saying what we are.

[ً @holyaches]

ALL I WANTED WAS YOU.