𝐖𝐫͟𝐚͟𝐢͟𝐭͟𝐡͟.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ “ 𝖨'𝗅𝗅 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝓀𝗇𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽. ” ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀————⠀⠀⠀ ♱ ⠀⠀ 1 ╱ 6⠀of crows. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

[𝐖𝐫͟𝐚͟𝐢͟𝐭͟𝐡͟. @rayofsuli]

✽╱ 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗅𝗒, 𝘴 𝘰 𝘭 𝘪 𝘷 𝘪 𝘨 𝘢 𝘯 𝘵 :

𝓘𝐧𝐞𝐣 𝑮𝐡𝐚𝐟𝐚,

† the heart is an 𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗼𝘄,
it demands 𝖺 𝗂 𝗆 to
𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝓽𝐫𝐮𝐞 .

[𝐖𝐫͟𝐚͟𝐢͟𝐭͟𝐡͟. @rayofsuli]

@diaemondsaura She’s in heaven. RIP

[𝐖𝐫͟𝐚͟𝐢͟𝐭͟𝐡͟. @rayofsuli]

——— tarnished cloth from
movement.

What will allow 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 night to
pass is knowing 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭
crusade he’d barter their lives for.

[𝐖𝐫͟𝐚͟𝐢͟𝐭͟𝐡͟. @rayofsuli]

𝒜ccustomed to his 𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗒,
forbearing even. . . but not
𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, not when they stand
broken and bruised of 𝗁 𝗂 𝗌
whims and all that he keeps
from h̶e̶r̶ them.

Swift are movements that
bring them 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾—𝗍𝗈—𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾,
two digits firmly fixating ———

[𝓚𝐀𝐙. @OfKetterdam]

Presence, ᴀs insistent as the need to tend
to her wounds, remains unacknowledged;
back, unturned and focus, unfaltering.

The blood of the crows is not worth some
debts——— 𝗂𝖿 that helps her sleep better.

[𝐖𝐫͟𝐚͟𝐢͟𝐭͟𝐡͟. @rayofsuli]

𝓛ight as she is on her feet
ambience weighs heavy—
consequence of black and
blue on flesh, lividity of half
truths.

The 𝒃𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 of his enemies
or 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗰 𝗿 𝗼 𝘄 𝘀?
Or is it all the same to him?

[𝓚𝐀𝐙. @OfKetterdam]

ηoon, crow club, and quietude;
Gloved digits run a pale ‘𝓀erchief along
crannies of the crow——head of his cane, to
erase remnants of 𝖈𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭 from earlier today.

Some debts must just be settled in 𝖇𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝.

[𝓚𝐀𝐙. @OfKetterdam]

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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝐊 𝐀 𝐙 𝕭 𝐑 𝐄 𝐊 𝐊 𝐄 𝐑.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝖡astard of the 𝖡arrel.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝙶𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙴. ╱ 𝖻𝗒 𝖓𝐨𝐯𝐚.
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