𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑖𝑟𝑑 ,

private  ,     low activity writing blog for an    𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋    𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑    ❝  raven  auberon  yarrow  ❞    featuring the concepts of   GENERATIONAL CURSES  ,   ILLNESS  ,   A ROT FROM THE INSIDE  ,   AN ANGEL’S FACE  ,    THE FREEDOM OF BIRDS  ,    AND MORE .    all npc’s  ,    writing  ,    headcanons  ,    and worldbuilding are created entirely by me  ,    with influence from mythology   &    literature  .    𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑫    𝑴𝑨𝑹𝑪𝑯    𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐  .    by echo    (  he  /  they  ,    22 )

with inspirations from  :    THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA  ,    ROCOCO HISTORY    &    FASHION  ,    ROMANTIC GOTHICISM  ,    GOTHIC HORROR  ,   MYTHOLOGY OF THE MOON  ,    STORIES OF ANGELS  ,    AND MORE  .

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𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑑  ,   and their rocky streams have subdued  ----    subservient  ,   transcendent    /   shadows  ,   they are nothing compared to the love you have given me                  (    i know that you would bring heaven to its knees  ,   and command hell to rise if i asked it of you  ----    i know  ,    my dear hades  ,    that this earth would tremble at the sight    )                  and should you steal me away  ,   persephone clad in swan feathers    &    ivory silks  ,    know that i have gone willingly to your depths  ----    so that i may feel the rush of your power  ,   strange creature

for i am the waters you have moved  ----    i am those cool tides  ,    i am the lake reflected in silent nighttime    /    i am the moon that has commanded them  ,    and you are my sunlight  ,   hidden in the darkness of the universe  .   i am the birds of the forest  ,   called to you  ,   in sweet symphony  ,   and asked you to return to me                  (    and though spring warms me  ,   and eases the ache and stagnation of my tired bones  ,   it is the grasp of your winter that has become my home    )                  ❝    i know  ,    my love  ,   i know    ❞                  it is hushed  ,   crooned  ;    the soft soothing song of the mourning dove

they are an entanglement  ,   a symphony of touch and skin  ,    and raven holds him to his chest  ----  so you may feel the beat of my heart  ,   and hear your name echoed back in every solemn sound  .    fingers brush  ,   tenderly  ,   against the side of his face  ;   warm  ,   and real  ,   and raw as a wound                  ❝    but you have done enough  ,    and i ask for no more than your company  ----    that you stay with me    ❞                  (    and is your fear of loneliness as deep as mine  ?    is it as vast as the sky  ,   in its infinite darkness  ----    and that cold space that stretches between each star  ?    )                  the din of the room grows  ,   and the candles sputter in their invisible wind    /   illuminated  ,   i am the moon that guides you home  ,   i am the safe shores that wait  .   you would drown in your need  ,   in those waters that you have moved  ,   but i will pull you from the waves every time  .   

“   surely,   you   go   out   hunting?   ”    eyebrows   raise   as   he   looks   at   @rotbodied​,   his   brandy   glass   too   raises   but   stops   at   his   lips.    “   we’ll   bring   you   next   time.   my   brothers   and   i   go   .   .   .   often.   ”

❝    oh  ,    no  ----     viscount  ,    i am afraid i am not made for hunting    ❞

           𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙴𝙽    𝙰𝚄𝙱𝙴𝚁𝙾𝙽    𝚈𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙾𝚆     +    𝚃𝙷𝙴    𝙰𝙲𝚃    𝙾𝙵    𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚅𝙸𝙽𝙶

𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡    𝑣𝑎𝑛    𝑔𝑜𝑔ℎ    𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔    𝑎𝑟𝑒    𝑦𝑜𝑢 ?

𝑡ℎ𝑒    𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓    -    𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑡

❝  i want to touch people with my art  .    i want them to say 'he feels deeply, he feels tenderly’  ❞    van gogh often didn't have enough money to pay for models to paint  ,    so he painted himself instead for practice  .    he always felt that his self-portraits were a study of himself his own anguish. as if to say    ❝  look at me  .    this is who i am  .    please know me  .    please love me  ❞    you probably have a complicated relationship with vulnerability  .    that which you crave also terrifies you  .    i know it's scary to leave your soul bare, but you will be most happy - and most loved - when you are most seen  .    some of your traits are  :    introspective  ,    conflicted  ,    and compassionate

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                                              [    𝙰𝙽𝙰𝙻𝚈𝚂𝙸𝚂    ]

raven is a person with little concept of self worth  ,    he has spent his entire life staring at his own grave  ,   with the knowledge that he is not long for this earth  .    he has spent his entire life lonely  ,   knowing only that he is a creature made for leaving     (    when i imagine myself  ,   i am always leaving    /    i could not draw my own face if god asked    )    he views himself as a means for others  ,   as the bridge that reaches across the river  ,   to put them safely on happier shores  .    he has not let himself crave  ,   or know want  .   that which he wants most  ,   he won’t let himself have  .    but there is nothing he wants more to be seen  ,   to be known  ,   to love and to be loved in return  ----    without guilt  ,   or shame  ,   or fear that he is the burden they will live with even after he is gone  .    he would rather sacrifice his happiness  ----    would rather play the martyr  ,   and die cold and alone  ,   knowing that the person he loves has found love somewhere safe  ,    than to let them watch him die  ,   and know he has carved out a piece of them that cannot be repaired     (    touch me  ----    it’s so easy to leave me    )     he is a creature of sadness  ,   and ache  ,    but his heart is raw  ,   and it is true