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I posted on Patreon again
Further from Heaven, but closer to gods. Further from humans, but closer to dogs.
Alone in the corpses of the life you'll leave behind. A bone between your cracking lips. Your canines, sinking down, down, down. Even when domesticated, you still reminisce on the strings of meat woven between your teeth.
The anchor shall keep you grounded. You will become one with the earth beneath your feet. Born in the womb of an entity, formed cruelly, a child crying out for its Mother.
You have no name for It. Not yet.
Hunger. An indescribable, wild thing. Scars, curling from the corner of your lips, aligned with the eye - split the seam, let it spill, otherworldly brightness. Prove you are still alive.
Golden and godlike among girls. Half-ritual, half-revenge, appeasing something ancient underneath the skin.
Your Mother is proud of you, little one.
You belong to the woods, now. Once buried, teeth of rocks, bones of crystal, you fought for your chance to live again. Surface survival. Screaming sanctum. Call yourself your saviour.
You are not like the others, spitting salt, bleeding out, fading back to dust. You have dug yourself back out of your own grave.
You are the survivor - the child - the sacred heart.
Above, Hell rages on. Fire rains, blood spills, rusting the metal of the golden gates, and you curl up in the embrace of your Mother.
It wraps Its arms around you, tucks Its lips behind your ear. You are known. You are known. You are known. You are kn—
The travellers come in waves.
The ground welcomes them, savours them, and holds them close. The trees bow down to greet them - you count their heads with your fingers. One to thirty-two. Not bad, you think.
A decent meal, you think.
The aspen trees watch you with widening eyes.
This is the product of VINDICO.
some walnut doodles
👉👈 could I get the guy ever, cedar?👉👈
One Ceder hot and ready!
I don't think sunlight would fix him (Maybe even make him worst)
may i have an uuuuuuuuuuuh. fennel <3
fennel takes actual ic notes which i think is sooooo cool /walnut kinning
Romance is More Than Genre but We Aren't Treating It That Way
I'm back! I stopped blogging to concentrate on Vindico, but now that the first draft is done, it's time to start setting the stage.
I finished the first draft of Vindico in the final hours of 2023. It’s a work that began just as short character sketches starting in 2017 and finally taking shape in late 2020. What I didn’t know, however, was the genre I wanted it to be. That answer came too. I knew I wanted something worthy of Dumas and Austen, but wasn’t sure how to translate that into 21st-century terms. That answer also…
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Installation av DNA-spray i matvarubutik #atlanticsecurityab #dna #spray #vindico
VINDICO Sport ist.... wenn ein Sportgerät doch einfach besser aussieht. Eine schöne Leichtathletikanlage braucht auch schöne Sportgeräte. Aufgrund dessen "pimpten" wir unseren Standard Diskuskäfig ein wenig auf. Wenn Ihr eure Sportanlage aufwerten wollt, helfen wir euch gerne.😉