for you, maybe. i don't have that
you have a good sense of humor, though, which has always seemed to be more valuable in a practical sense
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for you, maybe. i don't have that
you have a good sense of humor, though, which has always seemed to be more valuable in a practical sense
again, i don't eat
but what i have in mind would be food for the soul, death
i don't eat, usually
if you wanted to skip dinner you could have just said so…………..
walkedgraves replied to your post:tempted to make an oc with this as the autoplay
personification of apathy
are personification blogs still a thing
starter for @walkedgraves
“How are ੮ω૦ 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔰 better than one? I 𝓽𝓻𝓲𝒆𝓭 to grow a second one and when I bumped into something it was double the ℙ𝔸𝕀ℕ.
I don’t like this idea at all.”
× — DEATH.
DEATH was someone urania had encountered too many times not to recognise on sight. the muse acknowledged her with a respectful nod, before throwing out a dry quip.
❝ TELEUTE. you’re not here to take me again already, are you? a little rude of the stars not to give me some warning. not that that’s stopped them before, of course. ❞
@walkedgraves
@walkedgraves
He has flowers in one hand. Red as the blood he once dripped, they smell as sweet as death as he walks between the waking world as one of them. Is also Death he feels behind him, such a well known and welcomed presence in which he basks for a second, a minute, an entire millenia.
Once, they were almost the same, dressed in black, feeding pigeons on a park. Now, he is white and washed and she is still the same and he wonders if she will be the same, the one constant, until the end of everything (and he knows she probably will)
“Would you walk with me a little, sister?” Dream asks, handing her his red flowers.
@walkedgraves liked. ( &. accepting. )
❝ . . . Nope. Not doing that. ❞