#sadday

[eretzyisrael]

רפואה שלמה ומהירה 🙏🏽💔😭

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The wounded toll of the Hezbollah drone attack in northern Israel has risen to 13, the Magen David Adom ambulance service says.

Among them are four listed in serious condition.

One person is listed in moderate condition, and the remaining eight are lightly hurt, MDA says.

[kelzthalasbandtherion]

If Kelz had to choose between saving Allasticus from death or pulling Lazrael away from death and back to being alive and how she knew him... which path would she choose?

Balance had never achieved such discord like it had that day. And the battle between brothers would become a legend. Each warring blow and strike became a contest between the dead and living. Not one instance could they find reconciliation with the other, for their paths were not ever meant to intersect. Abhorred by each other's willingness to surrender to fate, Kelz'thalas couldn't stand idly by to watch this carry on.

There would be another loss if she didn't intervene. But perhaps that was by design from one who always saw the world laced in red. A light incantation was spoken, though it never reached the ears of the trio when Kelz'thalas arrived. Their weapons became idle, as their sister took their attention.

"You both need to stop this! We're family! DEAD OR ALIVE!"

But it was the lust for more blood that spurred Allasticus to act out first. He took a step forward, but the ground did not support his advance as it forced him to release his weapon and seek purchase with the ledge that was his only means of support.

"ALLASTICUS!"

She discarded her own position to grab Allasticus's arm and try to help pull him up. Though what she saw beneath him was more troubling. This was no ordinary pit, but rather a death's cauldron. Numerous undead stood at attention below. Their arms raising towards their dangling prize with an endless hunger for flesh.

"Hold on, Allasticus!" His weight was certainly something she didn't anticipate trouble with as she pulled.

The footfalls of her other sibling could be heard receding from this place.

"LAZRAEL! PLEASE!"

But he would not be deterred from rejoining the Sanguine Sorceress's side. She reached out with her other arm outstretched toward him despite the distance.

"You are family, Lazrael. Even in death, we love you! Please don't force another choice on us. I was there when we lost mother. But is it fair to make us face it twice while you reap the only benefit? To sever your humanity to adhere to the cycle that never ends...? What is your existence to be if not but tragedy? I'm begging you, Lazrael, as your own blood and flesh... to preserve both. Your brother's life, and your humanity."

A slow turn was made by her younger brother, but there was only apathy in his hooded gaze. Her words could not reach him whereas action might. His heart had fallen into the clutches of death, and thus the importance of survival held no consequences for him.

"Allasticus," she strained between clenched teeth and tried to pull with all her might. But the ground again shifted beneath her foot, making Allasticus sink further away. The sudden shift brought her to a knee, as she looked over her shoulder one last time to the pair that had sought to strip yet another life from her.

If only there was something she could do to save them both... Her heart pounded as if the blood pumping into it might rend it into two pieces.

"Brother, I won't let go." She assured Allasticus as her grip reflexively tightened.

Though in her eyes, she could see Lazrael in her mind, a soul that had needed the light to guide his lost way. It was a faint whisper, much like that of a prayer. A gentle voice, tender to the ears sought to appeal to him once more. To remind him that he had once felt the warmth of a heart and the adoration of one who deserved to be cherished over damned.

A last look was offered to the struggling siblings, but not all stories had a happy ending. In the instance he might have re-considered his path, both his sister and brother fell beneath the surface. Swallowed by the land itself, that memory would forever haunt and twist him. Not all disciples of death could escape the ramifications of upsetting the balance of order.

Their mother would make sure of that... A mother's love will guide you long after it is gone. Even if you can't see her, she will know the sins you have committed.

@allasticus - >:(

@lazraelbandtherion- >:(( @sanguinesorceress - >:(((

@grumpyoldfker - WHERE DA F WERE YOU? >:((((

@kalren-daelish - AND YOU!? >:(((((

At least mom still loves us :'(

[girlactionfigure]

[quotesandthoughtsworld]

The thought of never holding you again breaks my heart. . #heartbreak #lostlove #breakup #missingyou #emptyheart #unrequitedlove #sadday #lettinggo #loveisgone #aloneandbroken #painfulmemories #neveragain #heartbrokenquotes #sadlovequotes #brokenhearted #broken #brokenheart https://www.instagram.com/p/CpbVFK2Mr6h/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[khi-mera]

Aquí estamos, nuevamente una casa vacía. Te tomaste la molestia de llenarla con fotos, de amueblarla como si el día en que te fueses, no llegaría.

Mi gata me observa y mira alrededor cómo si preguntase, lo mismo que yo mismo me preguntó día a día.

¿Volverás?

La verdad es que no lo quiero ahora, no sé si mañana, no sé si algún día. Pero siento jodidamente mal aquí dentro, siento el vacío de esta casa mientras recojo los trozos rotos del cristal que protegía los marcos donde descansaban nuestras fotografías... Cada trozo se siente como un pedazo de mi corazón, cada lágrima es sangre que fluye, las canciones son gritos inaudibles, y el alcohol no parece funcionar en empujar tus recuerdos fuera de mi mente... Solo... Reitera la misma pregunta.

¿Volverás algún día?

Por favor, no.

[ins21]

To my imaginary friend:

"Dear you,

I'm going to try and write a letter worthy of a besty or a soulmate, for it's an unfamiliar task to me since I hadn't had any of them for a long time.

I hope you're doing well. How's you're family and work?

As for me, I'm going through some lonely and greyish phase in my life. There's that feeling inside of me that comes back frequently, it's like my heart is crying or breaking with a constant feeling of weakness. My reason fails to console my heart and I'm left in this hurt each time.

I even thought of talking about my pain to a friend -someone I trusted- but I found none. The ones I trusted weren't available, cannot understand me the way only you can do. That's when I began to write to you, to tell you that I miss you so much. Warm you, to whom I was always enough, who feels so near to my heart no matter how far we are from each other. Our unbreakable bond gives me hope.

Awaiting your answer,

Yours."

-A bee to the goldenmoon-

[tish4]

that’s my kind of happiness during lockdown

[tsukopathe]

[fr] oh mon Dieu je suis sous le choc... Kentaro Miura, l'auteur de Berserk, décédé à même pas 54 ans ? Lui était assez lucide pour s'être dit il y a peu que la vie éternelle et qu'il fallait se concentrer sur le principal dans son histoire pour avoir les meilleures chances de montrer le dénouement de son oeuvre, et ne plus diggresser.... c'est un gros choc, Rest In Peace Miura-san. #kentaromiura #miurakentaro #miura #rip #cultmanga #cultmangaka #inshock #berserk #tooyoungtodie #masterartist #inspirationalart #condoleances #sadday https://www.instagram.com/p/CPFsfUsDf7W/?utm_medium=tumblr