◝ ‘ ⋅ . * ▬ ⁰⁰⁰ ❪ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 ❫ .
: NO - MAN’S LAND IS WHERE YOU LIE . the morient of murder ! never hallowed , always haunted by the legacy of ares . the damning of the pariah . death follows you . dawn marks the 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 you bare , festering in his furied heart — — let his G O S P E L relieve the burden .
❛ you are no help . ❜
❛ you can not fight . . . at all . 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 . they break easy . ❜
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