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❛ A SIMPLE YET IMPERISHABLE PRINCIPLE : divinity requires sacrifice. in order to reign, a god must bleed and be bled for. ❜ he speaks mirroring a halcyon sigh, his voice fernlike, carried listlessly by the wind. willows sway within him, hum along to the whispers of the dead --- the rotting corpses marking each of their steps ... ( their ghostly voices merge just to go unheard : divinity built upon a mountain of sin is merely a monument to self-deceit. a dried bone has more piety in it than the both of you mended into one. ) yet, no matter. languidly it is that he lowers his gaze, imbues in the horrid beauty of a claret chrysanthemum sprawled in its vase, so much like viscera lacerated and torn for the dogs to gnaw. he moves the lithe frame of his gloved finger, caressing the plucked skull. ❛ . . . don’t you agree, shibusawa? ❜
@empyreanite.
