Sep 21, 2019
“The pilgrims call her Razrusha’ya.” The Ruined.
a surprise edit for the lovely sari aka @aredhels on the edit, poem by: burntmallows
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“The pilgrims call her Razrusha’ya.” The Ruined.
a surprise edit for the lovely sari aka @aredhels on the edit, poem by: burntmallows
1.5k celebration: genya safin, request by @aredhels
“i poisoned my skin, my lips. so that every time he touched me—every time he kissed me, he took sickness into his body. i had to purge it from my skin, then heal the burns the lye would leave. every single time. it was well worth it.”
“beauty was your armor. fragile stuff, all show. but what’s inside you? that’s steel. it’s brave and unbreakable. and it doesn’t need fixing.”
happy birthday, @stadwitch! love you, friend!