Apr 30, 2021
in the dream you are the mangled offspring of an old god, gilded and terrifying. in the dream you speak only latin, repeating "ita paenitet me, ita paenitet me" over and over. in the dream the new god snarls at you, the priests snap and bark, the women avert their eyes. in the dream you cannot seem to wake from you are struck down at the altar of the new god, sobbing "ita paenitet me, ita paenitet me" (you are so sorry, you are so sorry)