𝐴𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑜

my father put a nail in my coffin before i was born. i didn’t stand a fucking chance.

He hasn't been called daddy in a while. Who does he need to pay?

the promise of vengeance lulls me to sleep. my vow of steel and blood, be it mine or his.

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀S͟𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌

whether you come as a lover or an executioner， i am ready to receive you.

there’s something so beautifully violent about you. i can’t figure out what it is. is it your vacant eyes? your sharp teeth? or your blood—stained hands?

am i a brother? some days i tell strangers i am an only child. other times i say i am the eldest. he’s gone, and i still cannot stomach him, but does that make me a brother, even now? am i still a brother?

You need to get married and apart housework so that you will be occupied. Sounds good? I’ve had lunch. My usual, you can’t eat heavy meals if you’re going to run after classes. So I never eat heavy meals. You need to make it to lunch on time

my brother, he’s older, he’d save me if he could.

I’m being tortured. What did you have for lunch today?

the widow; the eater.

Alecto. Why are you bothering me?