𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐚 ╱ parody.

I stitched my nightmares into prophecy, wove warnings into every breath. but they do not listen until the fire is at their feet, until the sky splits open.

I have spent my nights unraveling omens, searching for cracks in the prophecy’s spine. surely the ink is still wet, the ending still unwritten —surely, I can be more than just a cautionary. tale.

like this to be a main. this means we can always plot sls, connections + tag each other in quotes, interactions, etc.

so, now 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑦 begins to mellow and 𝖉𝖗𝖔𝖕 𝑖nto the 𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 mouth of 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇. here in these 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝖘͟𝖑͟𝖎͟𝖑͟𝖞͟ have 𝒊 lurk'd, to 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 the 𝒘𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 of mine 𝔞𝔡𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰.

I have spent my nights unraveling omens, searching for cracks in the prophecy’s spine. surely the ink is still wet, the ending still unwritten —surely, I can be more than just a cautionary. tale.

&&. 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑪𝑨𝑳𝑳 ! 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 this tweet to receive a written starter. 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 to receive a gif starter with context