bring me your suffering
the rattle roar of broken bones
the rattle roar of broken bones
She huffed another breath as she peered around one of the massive roots, hoping to find crimson and petals out of the ridiculous floundering. She felt a bit foolish after all these intervals, meandering about looking for flowers that she knew existed, but hadn’t seen since umpteen zillion years ago.
Pushing some hair out of her face, she wandered down by another, wondering if they’d grow in the more enigmatic portions of shade. While Sila flew high above and Fangorn bobbled around (half looking, half catching bugs), her eyes flickered back to her uncle. “Oh? What’d you guys decide on? Gonna block some void shit?”
Pushing some hair out of her face, she wandered down by another, wondering if they’d grow in the more enigmatic portions of shade. While Sila flew high above and Fangorn bobbled around (half looking, half catching bugs), her eyes flickered back to her uncle. “Oh? What’d you guys decide on? Gonna block some void shit?”
the honeybee
Bring me the riot in your heart
angry, wild, and raw
angry, wild, and raw
