Raymond.
and at his feet they'll cast their golden crowns
when the man comes around
So the die was cast, not by a show of hands but by a promise of action. Each mortal heart carried its own private carnage - goodness knows what toothed shadows lurked in the night mother's heart - but they moved forward anyway.
And Raymond let them because he was tired.
Always, the dark unicorn murmured and Raymond's lip twitched upward just for her. He leaned into Calliope's electric touch, tail swaying in an arc to rest the blade against her swarthy flank. It lingered there only long enough to truly linger before swishing away to offer a languid salute to Isra as an afterthought.
To market, to market they would all go, to buy a fat pig or become one.
But if this was to be their end, it would be such an end as to make the mountains tremble.
and at his feet they'll cast their golden crowns
when the man comes around
So the die was cast, not by a show of hands but by a promise of action. Each mortal heart carried its own private carnage - goodness knows what toothed shadows lurked in the night mother's heart - but they moved forward anyway.
And Raymond let them because he was tired.
Always, the dark unicorn murmured and Raymond's lip twitched upward just for her. He leaned into Calliope's electric touch, tail swaying in an arc to rest the blade against her swarthy flank. It lingered there only long enough to truly linger before swishing away to offer a languid salute to Isra as an afterthought.
To market, to market they would all go, to buy a fat pig or become one.
But if this was to be their end, it would be such an end as to make the mountains tremble.
Ahh this is bad but see you in the next thread
aut viam inveniam aut faciam
