devil; @luciferian-drama ❛ Sometimes human places create inhuman monsters. ❜
“I find it hard to appreciate your waxing poetic when there are literal abominations to Man and God roaming the Wastes.” This is... deflection. She can’t bring herself to talk about it right now. Of course, she knows all about monsters, mostly human. Lips, noses, ears, eyes like hers. Smiles and tears, like hers. Feelings and thoughts, unfortunately like hers. Sometimes convincing yourself they aren’t human makes it easier to slice a knife in their gut or to take comfort in their lies. Looking at her nails, she doesn’t look him in the eyes, voice small and far away. “Do you think monsters like Sunset Sarsaparilla? I don’t.”











