LICH QWEEN

she/they - undead girltwink

[lich-qween]

not a fan of how people like me rn, i'm still relying on alcohol as a social tool

[lich-qween]

pull on my collar, bring death closer

[lich-qween]

just because i’m not happy, it doesn’t mean im not enjoying myself.

[lich-qween]

Be gay, wear silver, worship The Moon.

[eyemindconcepts]

can you be gay, wear gold, and worship The Moon?

[lich-qween]

On new moons yes, that is the time in which the suns golden rays give us power. However silver is preferable when the moon is about :)

[lich-qween]

It’s three hours until the supermoon,

Three hours until her radiance is at its brightest.

It’s three hours before I write her a message,

I hope that she really likes it :)

[lich-qween]

The stones are her children, the pebbles her offspring. You wouldn’t offer a mother her baby as a present.

Don’t offer The Moon stones!

[lich-qween]

Be gay, wear silver, worship The Moon.

[godlightyagami]

what if the werewolves want a hug :(

[lich-qween]

Common misconception; werewolves cannot die because they are, in fact, too stylish.

[lich-qween]

Be gay, wear silver, worship The Moon.

[lich-qween]

Water is a conduit for souls that want to stay until the next full moon.

[lich-qween]

Look up from your window and whisper a question;

A query to her silvery white face.

Perhaps in the night she will speak answers so gently;

The Moon, blessing you with her grace.

[lich-qween]

That scratchy feeling underneath your ear?

That’s The Sun telling you to recognise the thing that’s making you angry and crush it.

[lich-qween]

What are you offering to The Moon this coming April 8th?

Better make it something good.

[lich-qween]

Oh beautiful Moon, eldritch and strange; whisper something down my ear.

Something horrid and crude or radiant and fine; anything to hear your celestial language that conveys so much in such little time.

[lich-qween]

The Moon, the one in the sky;

She who sees all and touches us with her silvery tendrils of unfathomable knowledge.

[lich-qween]

I haven’t been posting for the past year or so, so imagine my surprise when this gets over 100 notes.

Thank you all for loving The Moon and her radiant, eldritch beauty as much as me!

[lich-qween]

On a full moon, wear black as not to outshine her on her big day.

Silver is okay; as a show of solidarity with her and with the spirits who have been allowed amongst the living for the night.

[arcusxx]

[lich-qween]

There she is

[unbridledmothchild]

Let my decomposing body become consumed by the moss and fungi of the earth. Release my carbon back to the origin. May my essence manifest into a malevolent presence bringing retribution to the unwary traveler unfortunate enough to cross paths with my polymorphic form. My unrest is the breath on the nape of your neck, the fleeting shadow in your peripheral vision; the feeling that you aren’t alone in the heart of the innumerable wood.  There is no escape, and there is never forgiveness.