If it weren't for your work, you'd have died a long time ago. "In Faerie, to become hardened to something is often to become that thing." My beauty may fade, but my impact never will Now if you put mortal in the suit it becomes the suit. Its all instinct and game until someone loses an opposable digit- the BeastsĬreepy crawling in my skin- the DarklingsĮmpty your mind, be formless, meaningless like mortal. Heros? Ha! We don't cut ourselves and call it a costume Paint yourself with all the colors of the black-dot rainbow Where the morals are made up and the ethics don't matter The inner fire of the faerie is from it having no soul to scar But on the other hand, fuck you.ĭon't worry about meeting a platonic ideal right now, you need some place to grow. Perhaps we are horribly broken people that cry out for self-definition while we use the master's tools to dismantle the master's house. Never trust tears- weeping is but mawkish falsehood. What is fear but a realization of greatness? They often make up in wrath what they want in reason. People tell stories to add sense to tragedy
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