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✝ ———- does the sparrow recognize the serpent as it devours it from the inside out ? does it feel it slithering across its murky insides , or does it live in blissful ignorance , lulled into a state of perpetual tranquility by the very bright flames that render it helplessly still . ❛ come closer , now ... don’t play coy with me . ❜ /// @vlena ❤ liked.
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I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not. — @vlena prompt.
✝ ———- perilous serenity dwells in still waters , where the light touches ; beneath , demons and terrors lay dormant , enshrouded in the darkness who’d birthed them . legs dangle off the windowsill like a monotonous pendulum , caught in its careless rhythm out of habit or tedium . far off into the distance , the striking contours of trees and mountains silhouette against somber skies .
❛ what would have you to believe that’s any form of incentive to me ? ❜ talons latch to that aimless , bold wrist which dangles within reach , leading into temptation . tight as shackles , heavy as an anchor , mercilessly pulling her down . the quietude that had so kindly settled , trembles and parts with future promises of premeditate agony taking its place . ❛ surely , you’ve heard the tale of bluebeard as a child ... say , do you still remember how it ends , darling elena ? ❜
she is little older than her maidens , younger even than her summoners ; wild mane flowing down the crevices in silver flesh , bambi - eyed , shoulders draped in boar pelt , the last thing you’d expect to see before dying . she wears disappointment gracefully & it falls heavy upon the head of those who must bear it .
❝ you have long gone astray , child . why should i offer you any help , at all ? ❞
@vlena ❤’d.
“love is a kind of killing.” ( @vlena )
Love is a kind of killing – Katherine laughs at Elena’s choice of words ( bells chiming, Death has arrived to town ), the curve of her ruby smile grows increasingly amused the more she palates such remark around her tongue. Love – love, love, love, it is such a humane emotion ( it drags them down, makes mortals as foolish as they claim to be smart; as vicious as they can be loving ). there is no more lethal venom to the hubris than the concept of love.
“ the body survives, but the heart does not? ” mocking are her words, taunting the girl before her ( Katherine does not hate Elena for bewitching Stefan, probably in the same way she did in the past – Katherine hates Elena for being a reflection of her own pride ). a step closer to the human girl ( are they the same? are they but merely two sides of the same coin ? ), the clicking of heels against darkened hardwood, the creaking of flames in the hearth – they give an illusion of peace, the calm before the storm, “ I don’t think your words to be foolish – indeed, you’re a clever little vixen. takes one to know one, right? ” brows rise up in playful inquisitiveness ( Elena thinks she is ice, but Katherine is frostbite – you have a long way to go still, silly girl ), “ and if you’re as clever as you think yourself to be, then you’ll know never to give too much of yourself to love. ” tapping of claws against a table, they match the rhythm of the clock above the mantle, “ take this advice as a piece of mercy from me towards you – they will say love is the closest thing humans have to feeling complete. that’s not true – you should never give anyone that much control over you. ”
