ᅠ 𝐍𝕺𝐍 ᅠ ♇ᅠ 𝕾𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐀𝐌 ᅠ ;

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ 𝕷OHK — 𝕽IS . ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ grown ass space marine, (btw). ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ bweh ᅠ .ᐟ ᅠ * ᅠ 😠 ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ𝘞𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘌 𝘐𝘚 𝘊𝘖𝘔𝘔𝘈𝘕𝘋 ? ᅠ

ᅠ It wasn't until a sprint distance later that she dropped to the floorings and void-slung OUT of the armamentarium, through a very crevice-gap, leaving no physical anything to be grasped with that evasive kavat agility. But, where to next? She takes a hard right. ᅠ

ᅠ He is a monster. There goes local ship stability, gravity finding a blip grand enough to rattle through the pressure point his knee caved into the locality. Eidola had herself * bounced. And had to hug her knees to herself as soon as that BEAST agonized. ᅠ

⠀but ⠀the ⠀sun ⠀... ⠀he ⠀was ⠀a ⠀mercilessˏ ⠀sadistic ⠀idolˏ ⠀blinding ⠀whoever ⠀𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 ⠀look ⠀him ⠀in ⠀the ⠀eyes.

ᅠ ᅠ her nose wrinkled. Her jaw ᅠ tightened with conviction. ᅠ the things that are we enough ᅠ alone are left we enough alone. ᅠ the rest must be dealt with. ᅠ even if they aren't where ᅠ they seem to be. How volatile — ᅠ 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦. ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ something ᅠ new ᅠ is lingering. ᅠ something she hadn't had — ᅠ really bothered revising. She had ᅠ no reason to. But she feels it there, ᅠ bleeding out in her teeth and ᅠ vibrating where incarnon void steel ᅠ had struck against natural ᅠ obstacle. ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ head ᅠ to ᅠ toe , covered in 𝘪𝘯𝘬. ᅠ black bubbles float from splotch. ᅠ breaching iridescence gave a ᅠ faux iridescence to reflect upon ᅠ the black. Impossible color whirl ᅠ in myriads. She whipped hate into ᅠ cleanliness in one hard swipe. ᅠ

ice─touched， i feel comfort in indifference．

free me.

THINGS HAVE ESCALATED

Don't need #them here khhhh

Oh my god, I pray tht whenever I write dark themes it never leaves the intended audience.

Don't fear death . Fear failure .