i talk in circles

i love the concept of "i can never be forgiven this, i can never make this right, but i will spend the rest of my life trying to heal the world as much as i have hurt it." when the characters don't move past their mistakes or cruelty but use it as the driving force for kindness.

“Stavrogin, you are beautiful,” cried Pyotr Stepanovitch, almost ecstatically. “I love beauty. I am a nihilist, but I love beauty. Are nihilists incapable of loving beauty? It’s only idols they dislike, but i love an idol. You are my idol!”

Pyotr Verkhovensky

ангел никогда не падает

Raskolnikov: *faints*

Fear is simply the consequence of every lie

pluto ~ sleeping at last // raskolnikov's tenement building

i leaned in and let it hurt,

CAESAR // THE OH HELLOS

gather the soldiers, the heir to enfold,

crown him and give him a scepter to hold -

sound every horn as the columns extend,

up to the hill where the king will ascend.

DEMONS // F.M. DOSTOEVSKY

"ivan the tsarevich - you, you!"

"a pretender?"

"an impostor."