♖﹒ 𝓢𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 ᵒᶠ 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝙽𝙴𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙼 .

born blue, living blue unconfessed, blue in concealment, i've lived all my life at the plinth of greater things than me.

Unclench your jaw my Precious Little Creature

┈─ ꕀ ⠀ 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝕀𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐃𝑶𝑾𝑵 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 & 𝔹𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫 ׅ⎖⠀. ⸃⸃⠀⠀ ⠀

i’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies / i’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife

⠀valar ⠀dohaeris.

𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔩𝔲𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔫𝔬𝔴 —— ; 𝔤𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔧𝔞𝔰𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔢 .

︎ ︎ ⸝⸝ What is a 𝓵ineage , if not a gold thread of 𝙥𝙧͟𝙞͟𝙙͟𝙚 and 𝓰uilt *̲ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎

⠀what ⠀we ⠀lost ⠀in ⠀the ⠀𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞ˏ ⠀we ⠀will ⠀find ⠀in ⠀the ⠀𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬.