Jan 24, 2019
Nazahn, Revered Bladesmith
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Nazahn, Revered Bladesmith
If you’d like to help support me to keep doing what I’m doing, as well as request your own card conversions, check my page or the notes for the links to my Patreon.
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I attack you with two cats. You must block one 3/3. For each creature you have, you take 3 damage... so if you have 5 creatures, that’s 15 dmg, basically unblockable, and with me just having 2 cats.
Good kitty.
..the #eyes of #Tlaltecuhtli ..she who devours men's #nacatl (flesh) and gives birth to their #teyolia (soul)..
+nacatl
"What's that... smell? Oatmeal? I'm thinkin' it's either oatmeal or blood."
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nacatl replied to your post:i’m home \ m / gonna empty out all my drafts and...
make me a fuckin starter
Severa kicks Hannibal Lecter in the shin and finds the nearest exit. She takes his wallet on the way out.
Sweet dreams are made of this,
☁ nacatl
who am I to disagree?
(☾☆) — Rosemary found it incredibly annoying when the baby food was just out of her reach. While she knew that she wasn't the tallest person in the world this was absolutely ridiculous. There was a whine from her son in the cart so she turned with a small smile. ❝Don't you worry, mummy has got this.❞ Raising her hand up she noticed that she was only an inch away. Her slender fingers did their best to knock it down and eventually she managed to do so. However in the process she lost her balance and began to fall backwards.
Her eyes are deceiving her; that has to be the logical explanation here. She knows the images aren't real, and the voices are just a figment of her imagination- but it's all so real, and clear. The color of blood on their clothing is vibrant and almost blinding-- their torn flesh hangs from their limbs and it's taking all of her strength not to scream. She wants to stand up, and scream at them, tell them to shut up and leave her alone, for she was not the one who killed them-- But, that would be a lie. She was just as much a part of it as her father, and they know that; she knows that.
Hands rise to cover tiny ears; while the dead girls continue to scream horrible things at her. This is different from the last time. Last time it was just a dream-- but, this time she isn't sure if she's dreaming, or awake; alive or dead. Either way, it still hurts the same."It wasn't me--" Lies; it's all a lie but she's willing to say anything to make them go away. She needs Hannibal, she needs Doctor Lecter-- "It wasn't me--" Her words seem to make them angrier, and they begin to chant even louder. He should've killed you. So he wouldn't have killed me.