bring me your suffering
the rattle roar of broken bones
the rattle roar of broken bones
The icy arrow pierced through the crow before it had barely managed to unfurl its wings – falling in a death spiral to the cavern floor, and then the rest of them drove into a frenzy. Used to chaos and bedlam, Melita nearly couldn’t be bothered, save for more of a thrill through her veins, ignited by the vehement chase, as they began to cast themselves around. Outcries poured and talons stretched, and she couldn’t have given a single fuck.
Sunjata’s wrangled another, with a hostile throw that she could approve of; a laugh echoing around as she went for another armament in her quiver. Selecting the same element, she smirked, aiming for one screaming and screeching her way, intending to maul it straight into its chest well in advance of any glinting eyes and scorching promises.
Sunjata’s wrangled another, with a hostile throw that she could approve of; a laugh echoing around as she went for another armament in her quiver. Selecting the same element, she smirked, aiming for one screaming and screeching her way, intending to maul it straight into its chest well in advance of any glinting eyes and scorching promises.
the honeybee
Bring me the riot in your heart
angry, wild, and raw
angry, wild, and raw
