Nov 30, 2013
[ breederofdespair ] [Â rockabuki ]
[Â kunehoh ] [ sleepingdata ]
    " Passing souls . . .  carry a purity," one hissed, for the devil spoke upon his account. Separation of two damned minds an exhaustion; impossible. A miracle would be needed, yet miracles were for believers.Â
     Accursed tone relaxed, a flick of tongue with passing words," . . .  Perhaps, that is a good thing? To be pure?" He questioned, yet directed toward himself. Filth could not compare to thee, and it were an enjoyment.
     "What if  . . . that is to end here? Is it wrong to be a little . . .  wicked?"
