A god must be fed

harrow the ninth is really like. what if orpheus didn't turn around. what if he wasn't going to turn around. what if he kept his face pointed resolutely ahead and trusted that she was there even not knowing what he was hoping for. what if orpheus had to be cajoled and threatened and eventually forced to turn around. what if eurydice hadn't been told the rules and also had a crippling fear of abandonment and spent the whole time pleading with him to look at her. what if orpheus trusted that she would follow him but eurydice couldn't trust that he would care. what if orpheus was told point-blank that eurydice was almost certainly not actually behind him and he chose to keep walking anyway. what if eurydice touched sunlight again and orpheus wasn't there. what then.

hes a 10 but he lays on the couch in a feverish delirium every day

raskolnikov lives in the tiniest most decrepit room of all time and somehow razumikhin has managed to fit every single person he knows inside of it

dorian gray was so dedicated to intense emotion that he became a remorseless killer and rodion romanovitch raskolnikov was so dedicated to being a remorseless killer that he became intensely emotional