the holy light that resided within the deity always seemed to invisibly shift at it’s presence. the strange nothingness that surrounded the other had that unusual contrast when put up against his own core. his light, the beginning and the end of all things lively, versus her nothingness, and the sheer absence of everything. ❝ you know, it never gets any easier to include you in the storyline. you seem to always do as you please. or then do nothing at all. ❞
@nihiluma // starter call.
















