#fever-hq

[plaugethydemon]

I am once again not dead yet

Much to the dismay of the gods, I continue to persist

[plaugethydemon]

I have not been awake and active for months and I return from the grave once more, as I am want to do, only to rediscover that I know absolutely nothing about this space I have cultivated for myself

It's not cultivation anymore, the garden is dead and rotting and I am standing in the wasteland of something that was once alive in bloom

[plaugethydemon]

I appear out of the void after being missing for months

I reblog things that male little to no sense whatsoever

I disappear back into the void for months

[plaugethydemon]

I HAVE AWOKEN FROM THE VOID ONCE MORE

[plaugethydemon]

From the door I behold, the rainbow beneath my wings

Hello

[plaugethydemon]

The ticking clock is calling my name again

Its strange, for the purpose of it is useless it broke long ago before I had a name to show and now it calls me

It knows

It knows what I have done and who I moulded myself into to better fit the world I left behind and the world I would come into and it makes me wonder

How does it know the name of a creature that does not have one

[plaugethydemon]

Look

Its The Mother

[plaugethydemon]

There is a different kind of agony in being alone when you know someone out there is calling for you. It's a different kind of agony when you can hear them through the door and yet, it's locked

Why is it locked

It's never been locked before. The doors have always opened for you, hell, you forced them open yourself. You cut through, you made that door bend to your will well enough that it bowed and granted the way for you

So why is this door locked?

There is a different kind of agony in the perfect destruction behind you, and you can still hear them through the door

Open.