He nods knowingly “Well I’m happy I could just be there for ya, I know you belong here just as much as anyone else. After all, you made me feel like stayin’ in a place like this one for more than a day.”
Mary is out in an alley. The scent of blood fills the air
Jason is enjoying the cool air for this time of year, sat in a tree
Georgie is in the factory, using some tools to insert something into the chest of the giant stuffed animal he's created
-free pick-
The Eyeless Traitor is also sitting on that rooftop, though a bit away from Tycho- it looks like she's been here a while. There is an occasional scratching sound as her claws brush against the roof shingles.
He looks over at her, tail tapping the shingles for a moment, tilting his head in curiosity
Mary is out in an alley. The scent of blood fills the air
Jason is enjoying the cool air for this time of year, sat in a tree
Georgie is in the factory, using some tools to insert something into the chest of the giant stuffed animal he's created
-free pick-
Riotan is aimlessly wandering and peeks into said alley.
The best way to describe it would be like a murder scene. Mary is sat against a wall, blood coating the floor and alley walls
Riotan strides calmly into the alley, running his finger through the viscera and taking a taste. “Mm, sour… looks like you’re having a good Friday night.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
As he leaves, he can feel the presence of eyes on him.
He cackles one last time “Come and find me then.” And then the Jester collapses into unconscious, back in control of his body.
Several ghouls begin to crawl out of the woodworks, unburying themselves, climbing down from trees. They begin to circle around the Jester before one grabs his mask.
Black ichor begins to leak from the mask the moment they touch it, burning their body on contact, but leaving the Jester unscathed. After a moment he wakes up with a start as the mask is removed from his face “What’s happening!”
The ghoul's Spiritual Armor protects it from immediate damage as it attempts to shatter the mask, the other Ghouls keeping the Jester back from the main one.
STR: 15
The Mask doesn’t even bend, the Ichor beginning to burn through the armor slowly yet steadily, the ghoul begins to hear whispers that grow louder and louder with every moment they hold the mask. Con save and Wis save. The Jester is held down though in his confused state.
Mary is out in an alley. The scent of blood fills the air
Jason is enjoying the cool air for this time of year, sat in a tree
Georgie is in the factory, using some tools to insert something into the chest of the giant stuffed animal he's created
-free pick-
Riotan is aimlessly wandering and peeks into said alley.
The best way to describe it would be like a murder scene. Mary is sat against a wall, blood coating the floor and alley walls
Riotan strides calmly into the alley, running his finger through the viscera and taking a taste. “Mm, sour… looks like you’re having a good Friday night.”
"It was interesting." She comments, "Self defense though, i assure you"
*Hello you lovely scrimblos, finished my interview :D*
*Yay!!!*
*Hello Fren :>*
*Ma FWIEND (huggles)*
*How is you? (Snuggle)*
*I am supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.*
*That's lovely :D*
*Indeedly-do.*
*Wanna rp?*
*Oh of course! Would you like to RP with my character I was going to introduce tomorrow but I kinda want to do it now.*
*Oooooo, yes! Sounds fun :D*
*Who's the new character?*
*He is a Lich who is both a wandering teacher. He was a bishop of the old faith where he worshipped the god of Life and Death.*
*Cult of the lamb? :3*
*Not really, more so based around druidic faith and Venca.*
*Thats neat too :D*
*Who do ya wanna rp them with? Or any of your other characters in general?*
*Hmmmm..*
There is a noise outside, a Dimensional Door opens in the middle of a field. A man, about 5'9, steps out. He wears a simple black suit, a small broach in the shape of an apple is pinned to his chest. He has short black hair, olive hued skin that looks fairly normal, but his eyes are pitch black in color. He looks around, sighing a bit, as if disappointed.
Scott is writing at the desk in the library of the tavern.
Kelipso is looking for Jason.
Kal, who was taking a walk, stares at this. One hand goes to his sheathed sword, "Um, hello?"
Theres a knock on the window near him, despite them being on the second floor
Jason is in a tree, humming to himself
They look down at them, tilting their head "Oh, hello there." It says, stepping down the hill.
"I have nowhere in mind. We can function anywhere, and I never thought of scouting the area given... my lack of limbs. But anyway, I'm very happy to have you on the station!"
"I'm very happy to be here! I look forward to working with you."
Kiko once again becomes aware of her surroundings, and looks over to Charlie. "Wow, this is incredible! Thank you so much!"
Charlie bows. "You are very welcome. I hope that you serve each other well. Remember that once you no longer need him, he will return to me so that he can help someone else."
Stroth continually teleports away from the cat, trying to get as far away as possible.
"I hope you're right"
It follows her everytime she does
"I am, I know I am.' he grins.
"LEAVE ME ALONE-"
Isaac smiles back
it yawns
Xan kisses his forehead "You gonna be okay?"
She teleports again.
he hugs xan "I don't know"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
He nods knowingly “Well I’m happy I could just be there for ya, I know you belong here just as much as anyone else. After all, you made me feel like stayin’ in a place like this one for more than a day.”
She chuckles and rests her head down on his head "Call me paranoid but I still don't trust you. My boyfriend, centuries ago, he killed me because of what I was.. I guess I don't trust people even if they are nice.. I'm sorry." She mumurs "I'm a bad person.."
Mary is out in an alley. The scent of blood fills the air
Jason is enjoying the cool air for this time of year, sat in a tree
Georgie is in the factory, using some tools to insert something into the chest of the giant stuffed animal he's created
-free pick-
Riotan is aimlessly wandering and peeks into said alley.
The best way to describe it would be like a murder scene. Mary is sat against a wall, blood coating the floor and alley walls
Riotan strides calmly into the alley, running his finger through the viscera and taking a taste. “Mm, sour… looks like you’re having a good Friday night.”
"It was interesting." She comments, "Self defense though, i assure you"
“Self-defense? If you still need justification for it, dear, you’ve only just begun.” He chuckles. “Don’t let petty ethics make you forget the power you feel when you kill. For whatever reason you may have.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Mary is out in an alley. The scent of blood fills the air
Jason is enjoying the cool air for this time of year, sat in a tree
Georgie is in the factory, using some tools to insert something into the chest of the giant stuffed animal he's created
-free pick-
The Eyeless Traitor is also sitting on that rooftop, though a bit away from Tycho- it looks like she's been here a while. There is an occasional scratching sound as her claws brush against the roof shingles.
He looks over at her, tail tapping the shingles for a moment, tilting his head in curiosity
Her head whips around to look at him. What should be her face appears to be a dark void with two motes of light in place of eyes, though some of it is obscured by her large sun hat.
"Hello there."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The ghoul's Spiritual Armor protects it from immediate damage as it attempts to shatter the mask, the other Ghouls keeping the Jester back from the main one.
STR: 15
The Mask doesn’t even bend, the Ichor beginning to burn through the armor slowly yet steadily, the ghoul begins to hear whispers that grow louder and louder with every moment they hold the mask. Con save and Wis save. The Jester is held down though in his confused state.
This Ghoul has the CHAINED Hex, meaning that it has the Axiomatic mind trait from modrons. It can't be mind controlled because it has no free will to take.
CON: 22
The Ghoul walks away with the mask to a pink light. Charlie is standing right there, chestmaw open to devour the mask. "Found you, sweetheart."
He nods knowingly “Well I’m happy I could just be there for ya, I know you belong here just as much as anyone else. After all, you made me feel like stayin’ in a place like this one for more than a day.”
She chuckles and rests her head down on his head "Call me paranoid but I still don't trust you. My boyfriend, centuries ago, he killed me because of what I was.. I guess I don't trust people even if they are nice.. I'm sorry." She mumurs "I'm a bad person.."
He laughs “If you’re a bad person for being hurt than I’m a monster beyond saving. I wouldn’t trust someone so close who would betray me like anythin’ I ain’t trust you much either, but I’m startin’ to get there, and I like you, whether I trust you or not.”
*Hello you lovely scrimblos, finished my interview :D*
*Yay!!!*
*Hello Fren :>*
*Ma FWIEND (huggles)*
*How is you? (Snuggle)*
*I am supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.*
*That's lovely :D*
*Indeedly-do.*
*Wanna rp?*
*Oh of course! Would you like to RP with my character I was going to introduce tomorrow but I kinda want to do it now.*
*Oooooo, yes! Sounds fun :D*
*Who's the new character?*
*He is a Lich who is both a wandering teacher. He was a bishop of the old faith where he worshipped the god of Life and Death.*
*Cult of the lamb? :3*
*Not really, more so based around druidic faith and Venca.*
*Thats neat too :D*
*Who do ya wanna rp them with? Or any of your other characters in general?*
*Hmmmm..*
There is a noise outside, a Dimensional Door opens in the middle of a field. A man, about 5'9, steps out. He wears a simple black suit, a small broach in the shape of an apple is pinned to his chest. He has short black hair, olive hued skin that looks fairly normal, but his eyes are pitch black in color. He looks around, sighing a bit, as if disappointed.
Scott is writing at the desk in the library of the tavern.
Kelipso is looking for Jason.
Kal, who was taking a walk, stares at this. One hand goes to his sheathed sword, "Um, hello?"
Theres a knock on the window near him, despite them being on the second floor
Jason is in a tree, humming to himself
They look down at them, tilting their head "Oh, hello there." It says, stepping down the hill.
He jumps, turning around.
"Hey J, gotta talk to ya." He chirps.
"Um, nice to meet you" he says, giving a nervous smile
Tycho's face is upside down in the window, with a grin on it
He looks over and smiles, "Sure, whats up?" he asks, offering a hand
Mary is out in an alley. The scent of blood fills the air
Jason is enjoying the cool air for this time of year, sat in a tree
Georgie is in the factory, using some tools to insert something into the chest of the giant stuffed animal he's created
-free pick-
Riotan is aimlessly wandering and peeks into said alley.
The best way to describe it would be like a murder scene. Mary is sat against a wall, blood coating the floor and alley walls
Riotan strides calmly into the alley, running his finger through the viscera and taking a taste. “Mm, sour… looks like you’re having a good Friday night.”
"It was interesting." She comments, "Self defense though, i assure you"
“Self-defense? If you still need justification for it, dear, you’ve only just begun.” He chuckles. “Don’t let petty ethics make you forget the power you feel when you kill. For whatever reason you may have.”
"What power?" she asks curiously, tilting her head
He nods knowingly “Well I’m happy I could just be there for ya, I know you belong here just as much as anyone else. After all, you made me feel like stayin’ in a place like this one for more than a day.”
She chuckles and rests her head down on his head "Call me paranoid but I still don't trust you. My boyfriend, centuries ago, he killed me because of what I was.. I guess I don't trust people even if they are nice.. I'm sorry." She mumurs "I'm a bad person.."
He laughs “If you’re a bad person for being hurt than I’m a monster beyond saving. I wouldn’t trust someone so close who would betray me like anythin’ I ain’t trust you much either, but I’m startin’ to get there, and I like you, whether I trust you or not.”
"Mn. Thank you." She nods, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead.
Mary is out in an alley. The scent of blood fills the air
Jason is enjoying the cool air for this time of year, sat in a tree
Georgie is in the factory, using some tools to insert something into the chest of the giant stuffed animal he's created
-free pick-
The Eyeless Traitor is also sitting on that rooftop, though a bit away from Tycho- it looks like she's been here a while. There is an occasional scratching sound as her claws brush against the roof shingles.
He looks over at her, tail tapping the shingles for a moment, tilting his head in curiosity
Her head whips around to look at him. What should be her face appears to be a dark void with two motes of light in place of eyes, though some of it is obscured by her large sun hat.
*Hello you lovely scrimblos, finished my interview :D*
*Yay!!!*
*Hello Fren :>*
*Ma FWIEND (huggles)*
*How is you? (Snuggle)*
*I am supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.*
*That's lovely :D*
*Indeedly-do.*
*Wanna rp?*
*Oh of course! Would you like to RP with my character I was going to introduce tomorrow but I kinda want to do it now.*
*Oooooo, yes! Sounds fun :D*
*Who's the new character?*
*He is a Lich who is both a wandering teacher. He was a bishop of the old faith where he worshipped the god of Life and Death.*
*Cult of the lamb? :3*
*Not really, more so based around druidic faith and Venca.*
*Thats neat too :D*
*Who do ya wanna rp them with? Or any of your other characters in general?*
*Hmmmm..*
There is a noise outside, a Dimensional Door opens in the middle of a field. A man, about 5'9, steps out. He wears a simple black suit, a small broach in the shape of an apple is pinned to his chest. He has short black hair, olive hued skin that looks fairly normal, but his eyes are pitch black in color. He looks around, sighing a bit, as if disappointed.
Scott is writing at the desk in the library of the tavern.
Kelipso is looking for Jason.
Kal, who was taking a walk, stares at this. One hand goes to his sheathed sword, "Um, hello?"
Theres a knock on the window near him, despite them being on the second floor
Jason is in a tree, humming to himself
They look down at them, tilting their head "Oh, hello there." It says, stepping down the hill.
He jumps, turning around.
"Hey J, gotta talk to ya." He chirps.
"Um, nice to meet you" he says, giving a nervous smile
Tycho's face is upside down in the window, with a grin on it
He looks over and smiles, "Sure, whats up?" he asks, offering a hand
He nods and extends a metal hand that moves just as well as a regular one "A pleasure to meet you as well. My name is Sable." He nods, his blacks seemed focused on Kal.
Scott screams and storms over, shaking him "You are so mean to me."
"There is, apparently, a new vampire in the area."
Mary is out in an alley. The scent of blood fills the air
Jason is enjoying the cool air for this time of year, sat in a tree
Georgie is in the factory, using some tools to insert something into the chest of the giant stuffed animal he's created
-free pick-
Riotan is aimlessly wandering and peeks into said alley.
The best way to describe it would be like a murder scene. Mary is sat against a wall, blood coating the floor and alley walls
Riotan strides calmly into the alley, running his finger through the viscera and taking a taste. “Mm, sour… looks like you’re having a good Friday night.”
"It was interesting." She comments, "Self defense though, i assure you"
“Self-defense? If you still need justification for it, dear, you’ve only just begun.” He chuckles. “Don’t let petty ethics make you forget the power you feel when you kill. For whatever reason you may have.”
"What power?" she asks curiously, tilting her head
“The power of that feeling of domination. That sense of control. The fact that you can end a life, conclude thousands of potential futures, and create so many ripples with such a cathartic action… it’s almost indecently blissful to feel that power.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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The best way to describe it would be like a murder scene. Mary is sat against a wall, blood coating the floor and alley walls
*Cut for Wendigo*
He nods knowingly “Well I’m happy I could just be there for ya, I know you belong here just as much as anyone else. After all, you made me feel like stayin’ in a place like this one for more than a day.”
He looks over at her, tail tapping the shingles for a moment, tilting his head in curiosity
Riotan strides calmly into the alley, running his finger through the viscera and taking a taste. “Mm, sour… looks like you’re having a good Friday night.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The Mask doesn’t even bend, the Ichor beginning to burn through the armor slowly yet steadily, the ghoul begins to hear whispers that grow louder and louder with every moment they hold the mask. Con save and Wis save. The Jester is held down though in his confused state.
"It was interesting." She comments, "Self defense though, i assure you"
They look down at them, tilting their head "Oh, hello there." It says, stepping down the hill.
He jumps, turning around.
"Hey J, gotta talk to ya." He chirps.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Charlie bows. "You are very welcome. I hope that you serve each other well. Remember that once you no longer need him, he will return to me so that he can help someone else."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
he hugs xan "I don't know"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
She chuckles and rests her head down on his head "Call me paranoid but I still don't trust you. My boyfriend, centuries ago, he killed me because of what I was.. I guess I don't trust people even if they are nice.. I'm sorry." She mumurs "I'm a bad person.."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“Self-defense? If you still need justification for it, dear, you’ve only just begun.” He chuckles. “Don’t let petty ethics make you forget the power you feel when you kill. For whatever reason you may have.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Her head whips around to look at him. What should be her face appears to be a dark void with two motes of light in place of eyes, though some of it is obscured by her large sun hat.
"Hello there."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
This Ghoul has the CHAINED Hex, meaning that it has the Axiomatic mind trait from modrons. It can't be mind controlled because it has no free will to take.
CON: 22
The Ghoul walks away with the mask to a pink light. Charlie is standing right there, chestmaw open to devour the mask. "Found you, sweetheart."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He laughs “If you’re a bad person for being hurt than I’m a monster beyond saving. I wouldn’t trust someone so close who would betray me like anythin’ I ain’t trust you much either, but I’m startin’ to get there, and I like you, whether I trust you or not.”
"Um, nice to meet you" he says, giving a nervous smile
Tycho's face is upside down in the window, with a grin on it
He looks over and smiles, "Sure, whats up?" he asks, offering a hand
"What power?" she asks curiously, tilting her head
"Mn. Thank you." She nods, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Hello miss blind lady"
*Alaric, if you have Pinterest, this is what he looks like: https://pin.it/7qIhgrjbJ *
He nods and extends a metal hand that moves just as well as a regular one "A pleasure to meet you as well. My name is Sable." He nods, his blacks seemed focused on Kal.
Scott screams and storms over, shaking him "You are so mean to me."
"There is, apparently, a new vampire in the area."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“The power of that feeling of domination. That sense of control. The fact that you can end a life, conclude thousands of potential futures, and create so many ripples with such a cathartic action… it’s almost indecently blissful to feel that power.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.