#jerrico

- Jerrico Barrons

O Father who art in heaven Though to say heaven would admit us through the gates would be in itself blessed blasphemy.

O Father, where are you now?

O Father, O dearest Father, what pride can you have in a son so filthy as to match your own horrid soul?

Oh, how wretched are those who continue the cycle. I pray my son, that you escape it as I never could.

Heaven will ne'er open for me, and to that end I am content. One who's soul so stained another, so broke their trust in one they were meant to love

Jerrico, truly is fitting. I repent, and yet I still see you in myself. My veins still rot with the filth you introduced in me.

Like Father,

Like Son,

And I pray the Holy Ghost may fly far far from me in the arms of the Stars.

We are one and the same, and yet at least in my eye I recoil from the sins of my hands and mind.

I wonder, had you loved my mother aught, what might have been different

It is not a thought worth dwelling on; I know you would never deign to change for your discomfort.

All the same

This Lamb

Now Shepherd

Often wonders what might have become of us, you and I, in such a different life.

I say all this, and yet I remember naught your sins upon me.

I could curse you, curse you vile and against god if only I remembered what you did to me.

But to know from the lips of others, lips I trust, that your sins are similar to mine...

I will never forgive you

I will never forgive myself.

I repent and I await my place in hell, where all a soul like you and I shall go.

A sin too great to redeem.

Not because of the way my heart loves

But what love it chose to destroy in pretty delusion.

My sons, my eyes and my sweet ninth dwarf

Weep not for me the day I pass this earth to you

I beg you

I will remain, and I will do the duty of a father...not a Father.

I will do what I was intended, oh so long ago.

And I love you both, will all that is left of my horrible little heart.

My sons

Live peacefully and remember you are loved

I pray, that when I pass from this world, the final remnants of the pain I instilled follows with me.

And oh Father

Its frustrating

You keep killing yourself on my altar and I cant keep watching it

Gender: Neutral

Origin: Arabic

Hello ladies and gentlemen!, I did my first fanart of the Lunar Chronicles, wich is part of a big serie covering almost all the LC characters.