WRITEBOARDWALK FERRIS WHEEL DAY #7: WILDCARD
writeboardwalk ferris wheel - day vii, wildcard { dulcifera }
i write a lot of tree-hugger girls { no surprise there since one of my majors is sustainability lol } so here’s the most recent one <3 <3
Dulcifera has seen the Earth that the Archangels envision, and she wants no part of it.
Just look at { 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐺𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐶𝑖𝑡𝑦 }, the so-called Abode of Angels: glory-bright and blindingly brilliant with buildings made of jewels and sweet songs and gleaming golden chariots and that horrible, horrible menagerie with animals that know nothing of running wild and free at its center.
That isn’t { 𝐸𝑎𝑟𝑡ℎ }. To Dulcifera, humans were born to laugh and love and change and grow; to run barefoot and sing songs and make beautiful things and read poetry and get their hands dirty with a bit of sweat and soil. And the planet has changed and been made anew with the forces of the universe alone - the energy from the sun fueled the Great Oxygenation, an astroid ended the Age of Dinosaurs, the Last Ice Age created the Sixth Extinction; tectonic plates collided and rain fell and life flourished and rotted and mud and mountain burst out of it all. What do { 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛 } or { 𝐻𝑒𝑙𝑙 } have anything to do with it?
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Dulcifera doesn’t know what { 𝐿𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝐿𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡ℎ } wants from her. All she knows is that Lilith wants her to Fall, to give in to the darkness that she has fed into Dulcifera. She wants her to betray the secrets of the Archangels, to show them that even their divine Vessels can be corrupted by { 𝐻𝑒𝑙𝑙'𝑠 } flames.
But Dulcifera has always been more girl than Vessel, more human than divine. And like all humans, she is neither dark nor light, good nor evil. Like the planet they inherited, she is simply - { 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦, 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑏𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑙𝑦 } - alive.
