𝐃𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭.

Every cathedral weeps; every palace rots. Mine just learned to smile as the frost bloomed. Beauty was never salvation—only a gilded shroud.

[𝐃𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭. @MorsAmantis]

Le Prince de Glace —

There are winters that never leave the body. They settle beneath the skin, teaching a child that warmth is borrowed, silence survives longer than love, and beautiful things are destined to disappear. So I became colder than the season that made me.

[𝐃𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭. @MorsAmantis]

I’ll give you the pain you crave.

[𝐃𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭. @MorsAmantis]

—

[࿇ @bloodingly]

want to tie you up and use you as I please

[𝐃𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭. @MorsAmantis]

——

[𝐃𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭. @MorsAmantis]

Good behavior is just a mask worn by men who know their own darkness intimately. I wear the mask to perfection. What I do behind closed doors is simply a matter of who I choose to let drown in it.

[𝐃𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭. @MorsAmantis]

carefully I might try. I hope today is exactly as you want it to be, surrounded by everything and everyone worthy of your attention. Enjoy it. You have my attention, after all, and I am not particularly generous with that.

[𝐃𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭. @MorsAmantis]

Happy birthday, @AetheraLetalis.

Another year has been afforded to you, and I find myself wondering whether you understand how rare it is to leave an impression that refuses to fade. You have always possessed a certain quality I find difficult to ignore, no matter how —

[𝐃𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭. @MorsAmantis]

@AetheraLetalis promise that the world would no longer be a stage for her to perform upon, but a private arena where only we would exist—obsessed, unseen, irrevocably entwined.

[𝐃𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭. @MorsAmantis]

I turned, my gaze sweeping the periphery until it landed on a figure slipping through the curtain of assistants like a shadow given form. She moved without the usual hesitance of those who sought my attention; there was a quiet certainty in her stride, a rhythm that did not beg —

[𝐃𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭. @MorsAmantis]

@AetheraLetalis a glacier began to melt—not into warmth, but into a deeper, more dangerous cold, one that promised to bind her to me through the very chill we both claimed to understand. The hallway stretched ahead, endless and dim, and I stepped forward, pulling her with me, each step a —

[𝐃𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭. @MorsAmantis]

Obsession is merely the natural reaction to true value. When you recognize something irreplaceable, the only logical response is to ensure it can never be lost, touched, or corrupted by anyone else.

[ً @MORTlSUMBRA]

⠀youʹre ⠀gonna ⠀wish ⠀you ⠀𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 ⠀had ⠀met ⠀me.