(Also sinking 50 hours into the original Frostpunk game probably helped)
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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
It started with the trees. Slowly and surely, they became pale, withered. Their usually bright leaves of autumn colors are replaced by tones of grey and white, and yet they refused to fall from the dry branches. Overtime, this disease spread to other flora, until the whole forest became these depressing shades. The North Fang Forest, once lively with many creatures, lost all life and beauty. Usually, it is silent, but at night, the sound of branches cracking and the dragging of feet rise. Today, a statue has appeared at the border, made of the same wood of the same color. Three stones glow within its face, as if it has eyes. It seems to be watching you. And waiting.
Donn, a Goat-Headed Humanoid Fae, stands in front of the statue. He tilts his head to the side, leaning on his pitchfork.
The stones shift in the head in sync with Donn’s movements. He can swear he hears the beating of a heart, but not from the statue.
He leans forward and taps his cane against the wood. (If the wood itself is not magically enchanted or is under the effects of Dispel magic, the wood is going to disintegrate.)
*big mistake*
At the point of contact, the grooves of the wood flush with a black light which follow these lines all the way to the head, where they leave the body like a fire bolt and rush within the forest. Mere seconds later, an orange light returns and strikes the head. The statue stumbles forward and locks eyes with Donn, before swinging its arm at the attacker.
Donn hisses and dips into the shadows, reappearing behind it "Quite sorry my friend, I did not realize you were a sentient creature."
The statue does not speak and simply turns around, refusing to lifts its legs from the ground, creating a horrible creaking sound. It locks eyes with Donn again but does not make another attack. A voice, no, multiple, emerges from the forest, speaking in the sylvan tongue. “Ըꗛᕔᕓꗛ. Ըꗛᕔᕓꗛ. ꗞꚶɌ ᙁꗛᙡ ዛꗞᙏꗛ. ĬᙁᕓᕔᗫꗛɌ. ᕔꞆꞆᕔᙅҜꗛɌ. ꘘԸꗛꗛ. ꕷᖘɌꗛᕔᗫ. ᖘɌꗞꞆꗛᙅꞆ.”
*Donn can understand Sylvan*
*I know. I just put it in cursed text it says ‘Leave. Leave. Our new home. Invader. Attacker. Flee. Spread. Protect.’*
Donn tilts his head to the side and nods "I understand, I did not understand at first but now I do." He bows "I am very sorry for hurting you, I see I was wrong."
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
It started with the trees. Slowly and surely, they became pale, withered. Their usually bright leaves of autumn colors are replaced by tones of grey and white, and yet they refused to fall from the dry branches. Overtime, this disease spread to other flora, until the whole forest became these depressing shades. The North Fang Forest, once lively with many creatures, lost all life and beauty. Usually, it is silent, but at night, the sound of branches cracking and the dragging of feet rise. Today, a statue has appeared at the border, made of the same wood of the same color. Three stones glow within its face, as if it has eyes. It seems to be watching you. And waiting.
Donn, a Goat-Headed Humanoid Fae, stands in front of the statue. He tilts his head to the side, leaning on his pitchfork.
The stones shift in the head in sync with Donn’s movements. He can swear he hears the beating of a heart, but not from the statue.
He leans forward and taps his cane against the wood. (If the wood itself is not magically enchanted or is under the effects of Dispel magic, the wood is going to disintegrate.)
*big mistake*
At the point of contact, the grooves of the wood flush with a black light which follow these lines all the way to the head, where they leave the body like a fire bolt and rush within the forest. Mere seconds later, an orange light returns and strikes the head. The statue stumbles forward and locks eyes with Donn, before swinging its arm at the attacker.
Donn hisses and dips into the shadows, reappearing behind it "Quite sorry my friend, I did not realize you were a sentient creature."
The statue does not speak and simply turns around, refusing to lifts its legs from the ground, creating a horrible creaking sound. It locks eyes with Donn again but does not make another attack. A voice, no, multiple, emerges from the forest, speaking in the sylvan tongue. “Ըꗛᕔᕓꗛ. Ըꗛᕔᕓꗛ. ꗞꚶɌ ᙁꗛᙡ ዛꗞᙏꗛ. ĬᙁᕓᕔᗫꗛɌ. ᕔꞆꞆᕔᙅҜꗛɌ. ꘘԸꗛꗛ. ꕷᖘɌꗛᕔᗫ. ᖘɌꗞꞆꗛᙅꞆ.”
*Donn can understand Sylvan*
*I know. I just put it in cursed text it says ‘Leave. Leave. Our new home. Invader. Attacker. Flee. Spread. Protect.’*
Donn tilts his head to the side and nods "I understand, I did not understand at first but now I do." He bows "I am very sorry for hurting you, I see I was wrong."
They speak again, but this time in infernal. “ꊯ꒐ꃔꀷ. ꊿꃔꑀ ꊿꊯ ꃔꊿ ꋖꊿꃔꁅꌈꑀ. ꁝꑀꁲꌅꋖ ꊿꊯ ꀷꑀꑀꌅ. ꋖꁲ꒐꒒ ꊿꊯ ꒒ꑀꁲꊯ. ꁝꑀ ꁝꑀꌅꑀ. ꅐꑀ ꃔꑀꑀꀷ.” The statue steps aside but keeps its eyes on Donn as the sun rises and it disentigrates.
*translation. ‘Find. One of no Tongue. Heart of Deer. Tail of Leaf. He Here. We Need.’*
Incorporeal Movement (takes a d10 of force damage if he stops inside a creature or object)
Avoidance (Save for half = save for none)
Magic Resistance
Truesight 120ft
Greasestep (last 30ft of movement must be spent while moving in a straight line, immune to the grease spell, cannot climb)
Burning Blood (Whenever a creature within 5ft of Abhurai deals damage to him, they take 5 fire damage.)
Actions:
Multiattack. Two Greasy Spoons, three Hanabi Pistols, or one of each.
Greasy Spoon: +9 to hit. Damage: 1d8+3 bludgeoning and the target is coated in oil. A creature coated in oil is ignited if it takes any fire damage, taking 5 fire damage at the start of each of their turns until they use an action to scrape the oil off.
Hanabi Pistol: +9 to hit, range 100/400. Hit: 2d6+3 fire
Kitchen Blessing. All creatures of Abhurai’s choice add a d6 to all attack rolls, saving throws, and ability checks for the next minute. If the roll is related to cooking food, it becomes a d12.
Fry It All. It begins to rain oil in a 120ft radius around Abhurai. All creatures in the area other than Abhurai are subject to the effect of the Grease spell and become vulnerable to fire damage for the next minute.
Best Behaviour. Abhurai makes a corrective noise, calling all others to check themselves. All creatures within 30ft of Abhurai must make DC 19 Wis saves or be charmed for 1 hour, ignoring immunity to the charmed condition. On a successful save, the creature is only charmed until the end of its next turn. A charmed creature is on its best behavior and remembers the greatest hospitality they ever experienced.
*Wendi, what do you think of these stats for a CR 18 monster?*
Incorporeal Movement (takes a d10 of force damage if he stops inside a creature or object)
Avoidance (Save for half = save for none)
Magic Resistance
Truesight 120ft
Greasestep (last 30ft of movement must be spent while moving in a straight line, immune to the grease spell, cannot climb)
Burning Blood (Whenever a creature within 5ft of Abhurai deals damage to him, they take 5 fire damage.)
Actions:
Multiattack. Two Greasy Spoons, three Hanabi Pistols, or one of each.
Greasy Spoon: +9 to hit. Damage: 1d8+3 bludgeoning and the target is coated in oil. A creature coated in oil is ignited if it takes any fire damage, taking 5 fire damage at the start of each of their turns until they use an action to scrape the oil off.
Hanabi Pistol: +9 to hit, range 100/400. Hit: 2d6+3 fire
Kitchen Blessing. All creatures of Abhurai’s choice add a d6 to all attack rolls, saving throws, and ability checks for the next minute. If the roll is related to cooking food, it becomes a d12.
Fry It All. It begins to rain oil in a 120ft radius around Abhurai. All creatures in the area other than Abhurai are subject to the effect of the Grease spell and become vulnerable to fire damage for the next minute.
Best Behaviour. Abhurai makes a corrective noise, calling all others to check themselves. All creatures within 30ft of Abhurai must make DC 19 Wis saves or be charmed for 1 hour, ignoring immunity to the charmed condition. On a successful save, the creature is only charmed until the end of its next turn. A charmed creature is on its best behavior and remembers the greatest hospitality they ever experienced.
*Wendi, what do you think of these stats for a CR 18 monster?*
Incorporeal Movement (takes a d10 of force damage if he stops inside a creature or object)
Avoidance (Save for half = save for none)
Magic Resistance
Truesight 120ft
Greasestep (last 30ft of movement must be spent while moving in a straight line, immune to the grease spell, cannot climb)
Burning Blood (Whenever a creature within 5ft of Abhurai deals damage to him, they take 5 fire damage.)
Actions:
Multiattack. Two Greasy Spoons, three Hanabi Pistols, or one of each.
Greasy Spoon: +9 to hit. Damage: 1d8+3 bludgeoning and the target is coated in oil. A creature coated in oil is ignited if it takes any fire damage, taking 5 fire damage at the start of each of their turns until they use an action to scrape the oil off.
Hanabi Pistol: +9 to hit, range 100/400. Hit: 2d6+3 fire
Kitchen Blessing. All creatures of Abhurai’s choice add a d6 to all attack rolls, saving throws, and ability checks for the next minute. If the roll is related to cooking food, it becomes a d12.
Fry It All. It begins to rain oil in a 120ft radius around Abhurai. All creatures in the area other than Abhurai are subject to the effect of the Grease spell and become vulnerable to fire damage for the next minute.
Best Behaviour. Abhurai makes a corrective noise, calling all others to check themselves. All creatures within 30ft of Abhurai must make DC 19 Wis saves or be charmed for 1 hour, ignoring immunity to the charmed condition. On a successful save, the creature is only charmed until the end of its next turn. A charmed creature is on its best behavior and remembers the greatest hospitality they ever experienced.
*Wendi, what do you think of these stats for a CR 18 monster?*
Incorporeal Movement (takes a d10 of force damage if he stops inside a creature or object)
Avoidance (Save for half = save for none)
Magic Resistance
Truesight 120ft
Greasestep (last 30ft of movement must be spent while moving in a straight line, immune to the grease spell, cannot climb)
Burning Blood (Whenever a creature within 5ft of Abhurai deals damage to him, they take 5 fire damage.)
Actions:
Multiattack. Two Greasy Spoons, three Hanabi Pistols, or one of each.
Greasy Spoon: +9 to hit. Damage: 1d8+3 bludgeoning and the target is coated in oil. A creature coated in oil is ignited if it takes any fire damage, taking 5 fire damage at the start of each of their turns until they use an action to scrape the oil off.
Hanabi Pistol: +9 to hit, range 100/400. Hit: 2d6+3 fire
Kitchen Blessing. All creatures of Abhurai’s choice add a d6 to all attack rolls, saving throws, and ability checks for the next minute. If the roll is related to cooking food, it becomes a d12.
Fry It All. It begins to rain oil in a 120ft radius around Abhurai. All creatures in the area other than Abhurai are subject to the effect of the Grease spell and become vulnerable to fire damage for the next minute.
Best Behaviour. Abhurai makes a corrective noise, calling all others to check themselves. All creatures within 30ft of Abhurai must make DC 19 Wis saves or be charmed for 1 hour, ignoring immunity to the charmed condition. On a successful save, the creature is only charmed until the end of its next turn. A charmed creature is on its best behavior and remembers the greatest hospitality they ever experienced.
*Wendi, what do you think of these stats for a CR 18 monster?*
Incorporeal Movement (takes a d10 of force damage if he stops inside a creature or object)
Avoidance (Save for half = save for none)
Magic Resistance
Truesight 120ft
Greasestep (last 30ft of movement must be spent while moving in a straight line, immune to the grease spell, cannot climb)
Burning Blood (Whenever a creature within 5ft of Abhurai deals damage to him, they take 5 fire damage.)
Actions:
Multiattack. Two Greasy Spoons, three Hanabi Pistols, or one of each.
Greasy Spoon: +9 to hit. Damage: 1d8+3 bludgeoning and the target is coated in oil. A creature coated in oil is ignited if it takes any fire damage, taking 5 fire damage at the start of each of their turns until they use an action to scrape the oil off.
Hanabi Pistol: +9 to hit, range 100/400. Hit: 2d6+3 fire
Kitchen Blessing. All creatures of Abhurai’s choice add a d6 to all attack rolls, saving throws, and ability checks for the next minute. If the roll is related to cooking food, it becomes a d12.
Fry It All. It begins to rain oil in a 120ft radius around Abhurai. All creatures in the area other than Abhurai are subject to the effect of the Grease spell and become vulnerable to fire damage for the next minute.
Best Behaviour. Abhurai makes a corrective noise, calling all others to check themselves. All creatures within 30ft of Abhurai must make DC 19 Wis saves or be charmed for 1 hour, ignoring immunity to the charmed condition. On a successful save, the creature is only charmed until the end of its next turn. A charmed creature is on its best behavior and remembers the greatest hospitality they ever experienced.
*Wendi, what do you think of these stats for a CR 18 monster?*
Incorporeal Movement (takes a d10 of force damage if he stops inside a creature or object)
Avoidance (Save for half = save for none)
Magic Resistance
Truesight 120ft
Greasestep (last 30ft of movement must be spent while moving in a straight line, immune to the grease spell, cannot climb)
Burning Blood (Whenever a creature within 5ft of Abhurai deals damage to him, they take 5 fire damage.)
Actions:
Multiattack. Two Greasy Spoons, three Hanabi Pistols, or one of each.
Greasy Spoon: +9 to hit. Damage: 1d8+3 bludgeoning and the target is coated in oil. A creature coated in oil is ignited if it takes any fire damage, taking 5 fire damage at the start of each of their turns until they use an action to scrape the oil off.
Hanabi Pistol: +9 to hit, range 100/400. Hit: 2d6+3 fire
Kitchen Blessing. All creatures of Abhurai’s choice add a d6 to all attack rolls, saving throws, and ability checks for the next minute. If the roll is related to cooking food, it becomes a d12.
Fry It All. It begins to rain oil in a 120ft radius around Abhurai. All creatures in the area other than Abhurai are subject to the effect of the Grease spell and become vulnerable to fire damage for the next minute.
Best Behaviour. Abhurai makes a corrective noise, calling all others to check themselves. All creatures within 30ft of Abhurai must make DC 19 Wis saves or be charmed for 1 hour, ignoring immunity to the charmed condition. On a successful save, the creature is only charmed until the end of its next turn. A charmed creature is on its best behavior and remembers the greatest hospitality they ever experienced.
*Wendi, what do you think of these stats for a CR 18 monster?*
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
(Also sinking 50 hours into the original Frostpunk game probably helped)
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
Donn tilts his head to the side and nods "I understand, I did not understand at first but now I do." He bows "I am very sorry for hurting you, I see I was wrong."
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
(who you got open Wendigo?)
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
They speak again, but this time in infernal. “ꊯ꒐ꃔꀷ. ꊿꃔꑀ ꊿꊯ ꃔꊿ ꋖꊿꃔꁅꌈꑀ. ꁝꑀꁲꌅꋖ ꊿꊯ ꀷꑀꑀꌅ. ꋖꁲ꒐꒒ ꊿꊯ ꒒ꑀꁲꊯ. ꁝꑀ ꁝꑀꌅꑀ. ꅐꑀ ꃔꑀꑀꀷ.” The statue steps aside but keeps its eyes on Donn as the sun rises and it disentigrates.
*translation. ‘Find. One of no Tongue. Heart of Deer. Tail of Leaf. He Here. We Need.’*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Obvi*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*y'all ever have an existencial crisis and then start contacting people you miss?*
*I would have if I had a way to contact anyone other than through the forums.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*sometimes*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Constantly.*
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
HP: 125
AC: 20
Speed: 60ft
Medium Celestial
STR
DEX
CON
INT
WIS
CHA
11
17
22
20
16
18
PB+6
Saves: CON+12, DEX+9
Skills: Persuasion+10, Performance+10, Perception+9
Tools: Cook’s+22
Damage Immunities: Fire
Damage Resistances: Nonmagical Basic, Poison, Necrotic, Radiant
Cond. Immunities: Frightened, Disease, Paralyzed, Petrified, Poisoned, Prone, Restrained
Incorporeal Movement (takes a d10 of force damage if he stops inside a creature or object)
Avoidance (Save for half = save for none)
Magic Resistance
Truesight 120ft
Greasestep (last 30ft of movement must be spent while moving in a straight line, immune to the grease spell, cannot climb)
Burning Blood (Whenever a creature within 5ft of Abhurai deals damage to him, they take 5 fire damage.)
Actions:
Multiattack. Two Greasy Spoons, three Hanabi Pistols, or one of each.
Greasy Spoon: +9 to hit. Damage: 1d8+3 bludgeoning and the target is coated in oil. A creature coated in oil is ignited if it takes any fire damage, taking 5 fire damage at the start of each of their turns until they use an action to scrape the oil off.
Hanabi Pistol: +9 to hit, range 100/400. Hit: 2d6+3 fire
At-Will spells:
Heroes’ Feast, Create/Destroy Oil (9th level), Control Flames, Pyrotechnics, Grease, Silent Image
Villain Actions:
Kitchen Blessing. All creatures of Abhurai’s choice add a d6 to all attack rolls, saving throws, and ability checks for the next minute. If the roll is related to cooking food, it becomes a d12.
Fry It All. It begins to rain oil in a 120ft radius around Abhurai. All creatures in the area other than Abhurai are subject to the effect of the Grease spell and become vulnerable to fire damage for the next minute.
Best Behaviour. Abhurai makes a corrective noise, calling all others to check themselves. All creatures within 30ft of Abhurai must make DC 19 Wis saves or be charmed for 1 hour, ignoring immunity to the charmed condition. On a successful save, the creature is only charmed until the end of its next turn. A charmed creature is on its best behavior and remembers the greatest hospitality they ever experienced.
*Wendi, what do you think of these stats for a CR 18 monster?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I like it alot.*
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
*Good. He's coming for you.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*okay, now I'm scared.*
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
*Tomorrow.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Time to hide under my bed with the monsters.*
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
*I can barely stand*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Oh no, you okay?*
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
*For the most part yes, but my knee’s gotten a lot worse since yesterday because I had to stand for hours on concrete*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(good morning)
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
*Good morrow*
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