ET IN ARCADIA EGO.

ㅤEVEN IN  THIS  GARDEN OF GARDENS ,  I AM  THE  GOD  OF  THE  GAPS ,  I  AM  THE DEMON  OF SODOM ,  I  AM  THE  BLOOD  OF AN  ANGEL ,  THE FATE OF THE  FALLEN.   NOBODY  KNOWS  WHERE  I  CAME FROM  —  EVEN  I  HAVE  FORGOTTEN . 

ㅤ# ARCADEIAN .  —   an independent, private & selective  MULTIMUSE,  primarily featuring horror - based characters.  low effort,  low activity,  low stress.   21+ only to follow & interact.   contains dark themes & triggering content.  by COLE ( 30's, male. )  entwined with ozymandeian. 

links. ¹ˑ carrd. ²ˑ blogroll: @betrayale , @morally

ㅤhis forearm presses tighter against her throat, the layer of leather beneath the armored portion of his gauntlets creaking with the strain. here, now, his height is made even more apparent — her legs dangle and kick helplessly in the void between them, and still, she is not eye level.

ㅤhis one visible blue eye — not alluring or warm in the way of a cloudless sky, but rather frigid ice, the promise of a cold death — is fixed on her with an almost manic glint belied by an otherwise impassive exterior.

ㅤ "  do not speak of her as though you know her. "  the calm timbre to his voice carries a low, threatening rumble, wood gradually splintering from the effort to contain whatever ravenous monster is concealed behind it.

ㅤ "  and she is not here now. you are. "  he straightens his back ever so marginally, drags her higher up along the wall. "  by that logic, the one who ought to scream and cry is you. " 

@stabsilk

tables can turn, as my enemies will soon enough learn. i will strike a match and then watch them burn on the pyre of obsession.