TheoryofEverything

Where I keep my TNT, is a very provocative thigh holster.

[theoryofever]

She may or may not be cursed. Might share her lore later.

[theoryofever]

A little painter oc I created.

[theoryofever]

The war brought eternal winter, soldiers fighting to be the one who wins their side the war. They freeze to death and cut off limbs infected with frostbite, they winter started years ago when the war began. My love, they sent you out there. They took you from our safe warm home to be infected by this so called fight. You are not a fighter but a lover. We sent our secret correspondents for they did not know of us, but my love you have not sent word for months now.

My heart pleads for your encouragement. Like a dog who has not been feed for weeks. I wondered if they found out or maybe you could not get parchment. I yearned to know if you got injured. My love I wish for you to come home. I hear a knock on my wooden door, I open it only to find news that your blood now stains on the snow.

In my sadness I have weeped myself to sleep. Sorrow fully engulfed my dreams and I have no hope left in me. My dreams turned to nightmares in eternal slumber that greats me with pain. A knife to my thoughts. I have learned to be patient in hopes to awaken soon. A lifetime spent waiting for you in my dreams, but you never came. I accept it now.

My eyes flutter open, I have awoken to spring, roots have grown from my body that has splayed out, flowers grown in through my mouth. I am not able to move, but content I am again to see bees pollinating and birds chirping in the new overgrow world of my abode.

[theoryofever]

just a bit of a concept

[theoryofever]

What is it like to be in a body that isn't your own? You live through this thing constantly controlling you, you cannot access its mind, nor can see or move, all you may do is listen. The people surrounding this body you have inhabited tend to bore you with their constant blabbering and confusing conjecture surrounding the juxtaposition of there every words. You do not have the will to accept what has happened to you, and you know you are eternally trapped because once the body has passed...

You now live in a box. What's it like to be in a dark box forever you ask? Well you start to hear the inter-workings under the ground. You notice that the bugs are making there way through the wooden box and you start to think you can make it through this with company after all but they chewed through the box

You have gained a new sensation! Hazza you can feel now, the bugs your friends forever, or at least that's what you think until they decide to chew through this body you are in. You can feel it and it is a monstrous hunger and disgusting pain of being again not a body of your own. The pain it is to feel yourself wet and decomposing, bugs crawling throughout and within you are now the playground for them and you can't even see its beauty. All you can do is hear the chewing and feel the ecosystem you have become.

Now you are bones, the bugs gone, the box completely gone, alone again, painless now. All that's left to do is sit and wonder what did you do to deserve this anguish and wrath of eternity in dark loneliness.