𝙎𝙄𝙇𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙀𝙉

ᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 will listen and ᅠ no one will 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱 ᅠᅠᅠ

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀𝑪𝒖𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂́𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆 𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒂 𝔩𝔲𝔷, ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀𝒎𝒂́𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒂𝒔 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔰.

ugly angels spoke to me. the blame, i heard them say, was mine.

ᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠ ᅠ 𝓝𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖨 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗌 ᅠᅠᅠ 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 ᅠᅠᅠ

oh, my mystery girl.

finally, her eyes fluttered open. but they were angry eyes. vengeful eyes.

ㅤㅤhand turns loom; 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤; dragons of flesh weaving dragons of thread.

either love is ... ⠀⠀⠀⠀—⠀⠀a shrine﹖ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ —⠀⠀or else a scar.