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my writing blog | 22 | he/they

[tttrashmouth]

happy wednesday to all my fellow aroace folks

[adkanatzar]

the minotaur was punished just for existing, for being born a “monster”. sitting in his labyrinth, roaming day after day. sometimes he fights intruders, men forcing their way through the only home he’s ever known. there are cracks in the labyrinth, little holes to see through and into the beyond.

do you think you can see the sun through the cracks?

the question is a trick, trapped underground. he will never see the light of day, do you think he even understands what he’s missing? locked away for the act of being born. he doesn’t know, he doesn’t understand.

the minotaur met a big, strong man one day, an army with him. he had never seen so many people, armed and ready. his home, his poor home, trampled and invaded.

the minotaur fights back, it does nothing. he feels every bit of it as he’s torn apart. and as he falls to the ground, head looking to the side, he sees another crack. there’s a light, glowing and bright, shining from the other side, a warm sun welcoming him with open arms.

[c0rpseductor]

cuttlefish have three hearts because they love you so much

[c0rpseductor]

he loves you