“ yet nothing you’ve done to deserve anything save what fate waits the end of your rope. ” years had come and gone without her setting olive gaze on the man who’d taken beloved from her and now rage tempers cold words, sets her throat aflame. ( prophecy speaks that what he will get, he deserves. but loss is such a human feeling for divine heart to hold --- fills her with human longing, with human anguish ) “ why should i not shorten it now? what mercy have you earned? ” / @adnihilatus









