‍‍ ‍ ‍ ᵂᴼᴸⱽᴱˢ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 ﹐

finish these fo͟es now, or those of us not in our graves in twenty years will 𝒓𝒖͟𝒆 our folly when those babes strap on their father's swords ﹠ come seeking after 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆.

⠀ ⠀ℒ𝐎𝐑𝐃 ⠀⠀⠀ 𝒲𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐋𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐄 ⠀⠀ℳ𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐁𝐄. ⠀

┈ ⟡ 𝓛ᴵ͟ᴷ͟ᴱ ꒦ ⊹ 𝓽heir 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐒, 𝓽he 𝓣ᴬ͟ᴿ͟𝙶𝗔𝗥𝚈𝙴ᴺ͟𝚂 ⸳ 𝁼 † answered 𝓽o 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐒 nor 𝙼𝙴𝙽. ˖ 𖤐 𓌏 ݁ 〞 ִֶָ  𓆷

from the base of her neck to the arch of her eyelids, her beauty made a slave of me.

ᅠ 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐃 𝐄 𝐀 𝐓 𝐇 ᅠ

️️ ️️️️️️️️️ ️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️ ️️ ️️ ️️️️ ️️️️️️️️️ ️️ ️️ ️️i have 𝘯͟𝘰͟ philosophy.

⠀ ⠀⠀ ┈─ 𝓼o long as ∗ men 𝖗͟𝖊͟𝖒͟𝖊͟𝖒͟𝖇͟𝖊͟𝖗 the 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 ﹏ done to their forebears 、 ❪ no 𝓹𝓮𝐚𝐜𝐞 will ever last 。❫ ⠀

THERE WILL BE BLOOD.

i feel weighing upon me an angel's weariness.

i should have worn you down like water dripping away at a rock until i learned everything you knew.

everything is scary. everything is my fault.

no they won't. if they do they'll answer to my father.

the swells heaved. you could lick salt from the air. but i'd come to find what men do when they die at sea. so, drove i on into the storm.

do not abandon me， even if i have abandoned myself.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀you chose to dance with the devil , 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 .

⠀i ⠀am ⠀what ⠀remains.

⠀ ⦗ … ⦘ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝖀𝖭𝖡𝖮𝖶𝖤𝖣, ⠀⠀⠀𝖀𝗡𝗕𝗘𝗡𝗧, ⠀𝖀𝖭𝘉𝘙𝒪𝘒𝘌𝘕. ⋆⁺₊ ⠀ ━─┈ ☀️ ⠀ ⠀