#poesting

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of my beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes Of my beautiful Annabel Lee; And so all the night-tide I lie down by the side Of my darling –my darling– my life and my bride In her sepulchre there by the sea - In her tomb by the sounding sea.

fire godlike chanter metal as fuck. vaguely demonic looking fiery creature playing a burning instrument. literal metal album cover right there.

Cipher-Chanter whose main attack is Earworm. is this anything

very tired lately

it is easier to hide in a bed than it is sitting in a chair at a desk even if you are hugging a pillow and wearing layers

the guild is a bit of a funny organization here is francis he is rich here is his collection of anxiety riddled introverts and here is his collection of people who think they are incredibly sexy when in reality they are just white and here is his catholic coworker from his former job and his catholic coworkers wife and here is the plot relevant one