#i did it in touchstarved verse... IM NOT SURE IF U HAVE A VERSE FOR IT BUT

[eridias]

@unmeiha prophesized:  ❛  you don’t have to be afraid of who you are.  ❜

COLD LAUGHTER clings to the edge of her teeth, nothing more than a brush of air parts from stained lips maroon; something like a death rattle. akin to the very same her worshippers whispered when her judgement came, red clinging to holy flesh pallid. she'd heard the very same call, over and over ( " fear not your gift vaunted child, you shall carry us up, to heaven ! we fall in your name ─── " ), and there's a silent sickness that carries; a false godhood unshaken in the wake of many sacrificed in her name, in the wake of mottled flesh marring hands and its' lingering curse.

FATALISM LINGERS in the grey of her gaze, the silver of gauntleted claws, and she regards her; she, of pink rivulets, of cherry blossom springs that'd long since drifted when fogfall came and split the seams of this world ─── night terrors swept upon it's current, a little bit too much like her, a scripture of the unholy she'd written herself. in the kindness that followed, words spoken firm, ysera recognizes a distant strength; the kind that followed a benevolence true, one she had long cut out of herself. words were easy. she'd learned her way around them much too quickly, to discern the genuine from the false, and here lingered an absolute; undeserved kindness. in turn does she softens tongue sharp, quick to lash.

❝   the dead and their silence mark me. this is not their truth, nor is it mine─── ... thank you, though.    ❞