the grandiose vagary of his instilled violence glistens as gold does, thin-felt veneer lavishly painted within the crevices that made his smile a hostile one / cruel & unforgiving, as the product of an unbidden, twisted intrigue. THIS TYRANT, THIS MESS OF A MESSIAH, better named unholy, dares & deigns to rest his vibrant optics upon what databanks will tell him to be A GOD-LIKE BOY. a moment of quietude, of respect ------ as one could imagine. UNDONE, UNHOLY ------ what happens when two gods meet ? the development of his smile echoes as gently as the death of a flower as it is ripped from its roots.
❛ . . . you are the one they worship, are you not ? well met. ❜
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