CELESTIAL.

          conspicuously suffused with unfettered inquisitiveness, perspicuous utterances adventitiously elicit a blithe smile from him. its extemporaneous formation heralds the posing of a succinct query. ❝ you’re TEASING me, aren’t you? ❞ not that waggishness nettles him. far from it, amicable joviality unerringly gratifies him whenever it fortuitously emerges within simpatico personages. especially this magnanimous luminary of whom he’s unarguably enamored. 

       nimble digits aimlessly graze the warm nape of his neck whilst he proffers a veracious elucidation. all the while, discernible intimations of unfeigned embarrassment arbitrarily bestrew his demonstrative visage. a sentiment seldom visited, it efficaciously impels him to avert his customarily vigilant gaze. ❝ it’s not like i’ve been napping or sitting around all my life, but i feel like i’ve wasted these years somehow. i look at you and i see someone admirable. a leader with the BEST of hearts.           i look at myself, and i just see…me. you inspire me to be someone BETTER. i want you to be proud of me. ❞

@rexdignus​ O’ LOVE, how tarnished did the oracle feel under his gaze, an unrelenting purity that whispered a trust undeserved by a being such as she. enter through hell’s narrow gate, led by flickering candlelight, a devil of pure white (HOW COULD YOU, LUNAFREYA? blood pours into fields of flames, life of eos fueled by his sacrifice, a soul predestined for death, a nightmare neverending) 

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               A discomfiting thing, inadequacy’s strident glare is exceedingly conspicuous in the presence of beneficence personified. With seraphic features and a disarming congeniality, she’s an incandescent light illumining the more tenebrous regions of this parlous world. 

            ❝ Somehow, the way I felt when we first met hasn’t changed all that much. It’s one of the few things time hasn’t completely RESHAPED. ❞ 

@rexdignus what a curious predator, time is. it SEETHES && CLAMORS at every given opportunity, threatening to bleach whatever mark pain has left (BLASPHEMY! how dare she try to forget? there can be no escape for sinners such as he && she, for the crest of duty is ingrained in their chest, for birthright runs deep within the river of wicked crimson!)

the perfect glimmer kissed blessed countenance (o’, how frigid moonlight laid ‘pon her, an untimely frost that preserved her beauty evermore.) ❝  OH? && what might that entail? please do elaborate. ❞  

ONCE ‘pon a past (a trodden path no longer ventured), a little girl danced. a fairie, perhaps, that slipped betwixt the fold of dimensions, a soul that dared exist beyond the realm of mortal understanding. ONCE ‘pon a past (a forbidden path she dares not trespass), a little girl wept. wicked purple marr’d untouched canvas, reminding her of her own mortality, how flesh entraps her to this gilded prison.ONCE ‘pon a past (a painful path that she revisits, over && over, over && over, as though a ghost trapped in limbo), a little girl laughed at the harlequin. silver’d hair curled, sat ‘pon a male whose scowl terrorized every servant, every fiend within the vicinity, but not she.❝ the things i do for love…❞❝ you jest, brother dearest. i should require a fee for beautifying that sullen countenance. ❞

she knew, he would never, never, harm his sister beloved. 

Whence did they separate? Blood that once connect’d through a bond even stronger than that of abstract social constructs. Whence did she look ‘pon him with pain coursing down her veins, with tears a somber reminder of the jarring wounds he’d inflicted? (SINNER! lunafreya, entice them under your spell, seduce them in your complacency!) the ghost of what once was travels in his shoulders, a terrifying reminder of the change he’d sustained. a boy whose rare smile was privy only to her eyes. a man whose roar was punctured by sobs as he’d punish her trepidation, her unwillingness to concede ---- 

she knows he’s hurting. so she endures. day by day. night by night. she endures.

❝   I HAVE KNELT && WEPT AS YOUR MARTYR ❞