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𝐩 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧. vague images swimming up from the black pools of his mind. yet here he was faced with darkness in a new way. it spoke, it breathed, and it felt more than the cold blackness he had come to be familiar with.
❛ i have heard some talk of one that conjures the shadows, but i had not expected for them to appear so fair. ❜ his voice was almost without emotion as he spoke, though he had not been devoid of it. he was simply tired after a long journey into ravka. the land was new to him, and he had seen the land ravaged and it’s people burned. there was a minor understanding of why the folks born into what was deemed to be normal in ravka, hated and feared those who wielded what he learned to be small science—grisha, as they were called, did not create that which did not already exist in the world.
p came to know humans capable of much when led by fear. he had watched his own home fall due to the fear and greed of humans. now it was but a mere myth on the lips of those who once heard of krat. memories all but forgotten. p did wander if any remnants of krat would pull themselves from the rubble and venture off as he did, leaving the island’s destruction in the past. / @sovrenyi
#‹ 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞. › p. ›#‹ 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫 : 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝. › p. ›#‹ sovrenyi. › aleksander morozova. ›#‹ 001. aleksander morozova. &. p. › 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 › sovrenyi ›#‹ 𝐯. 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞. › p. ›#‹ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. › prose. ›#it's random#and i don't really know where i am going with his verse yet#but i am adding krat as an island that maybe used to exist a long time ago?#and p recently woke back up after the events in the future of that?#idk idk
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🌙 ⭐️☀️ 𝐌𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐰 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 & 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐎𝐮𝐭 𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐩 𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐈 𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐨 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞- 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 ☾☾☼☽︎✧ -modified from a poem I wrote in 2020 📸 by @scotchandwaller #poetry #jedicosplay #starwars #starwarscosplay #cosplay #lettheforcebewithyou (at Dry Falls) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmhR0YnuLOk/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬… 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. should he have coveted those words and kept them as the grand covenant is forced upon puppets. but geppetto is a liar… he has not been honest and good to me. his name… carlo, lost in the flames of the city. his existence, the life he was meant to replace. the friend that he recalls from stolen memories. he feels them surge through him from the ergo. the beauty of the city, the sounds of joy from its people, all these blur behind a locked memory, but romeo’s face is clear. romeo’s voice. my first, my best, my truest friend… my first love. the faux heart beats with the same fervor as it’s mirrored image. is this what it feels like to be human? to be more than human. something stirring quietly beneath the metal. he was meant to soar above humans, the true evolution bounding him to the ergo that set his ego free. free to choose. free to become.
❛ romeo… ❜ his name said like a pray, a unsent love letter meant for only one, a wish… how he wished he could return to those days. alas, they were as lost as his memories of self were. romeo’s existence clung him to a past that was meant to be forgotten when he was made anew. ❛ i… i now feel as if the choices i have made to meet you have been fated so that i could awaken at the sight of you. ❜ he places his hand over where is heart should be, ❛ those i slayed will continue to live on through the ergo that i have absorbed… i hope they are able to find forgiveness… i was lost in the darkness of my mind. ❜ his eyes felt heavy as they sought the floor for the comfort he felt would not be shown in the eyes of his beloved. for how could he, when he was forced to mourn them. he stole those lives away. there was no way to bring them back, and even still… romeo outstretched his hand, welcoming him to join him. to be at his side. p was overcome with joy, his eyes wide as he met the gaze of romeo. ❛ truly? ❜ / @nowking
#i took ergo belongs to humans and ran with it#i have no idea how this game ends#but this is what happened#shouldn't have let me in the kitchen#‹ 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. › closed. ›#nowking#‹ nowking. › romeo. king of puppets. ›#‹ 001. romeo. &. p. › 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 › nowking ›#‹ 𝐯. › i. ›#‹ 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. › prose. ›#‹ 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞. › p. ›
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