❛ i am not stupid , nor am i blind . ❜ WORDS ACUTE AS THE ECHOING SNAP OF A WISHBONE , in this silence keen and salient unigonorable . he stares blankly into a pair of eyes so tender in their dishonesty , all the corpsess buried centuries deep underneath that zealous gaze : ashen grey , at the edges silvered , bestrewn with gravestones . has the sinew of evil atrophied within you ? is one capable of such change , of tearing that root of bloodthirst out of their core and replacing it with a softer kind of justice ? ( --- or are you merely a wicked liar , perhaps , blabbering false truths both to others and to yourself ? ) ❛ i presume you haven’t told them , have you ? how foul . such silence is a lie in and out of itself . ❜
@reazure . *
