#easter2026
[ E R R O+ R 2 7 5 7 6 1 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] As in life, in death he is an inferno+. She had to+ld me that, o+nce. That his fire wo+uld o+utlive his sho+rt wick. Cruel iro+ny fro+m so+meo+ne I had tho+ught o+f as a friend. This night is an eternity. I do+n't believe it will ever end. I canno+t fatho+m what will happen fro+m here. Perhaps I do+ no+t care. My vessel may still be here, but that sacred piece o+f my pusher has been irreparably shattered. I feel deeply sick, watching his flesh char and his blo+o+d bo+il. I canno+t lo+o+k away. I have no+ right to+. Bile crawls up my ...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 2 7 5 7 6 1 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] This was his fate, fro+m the mo+ment he was hatched. Fo+r the first time this night, my thinkpan go+es quiet. I no+ lo+nger hear the celebratio+n o+f the cro+wd o+r the rauco+us debate o+f what they wish to+ do+ with tho+se o+f us who+ remain. The chrysalis o+f my so+n hangs limply fro+m its chains, swaying in the wind. I can no+ lo+nger feel my wrists. I can no+ lo+nger feel my pulse. I can no+ lo+nger feel my red string o+f life burn. I feel an absence. Lo+ve was never eno+ugh. They do+ no+t allo+w me to+ cradle his bo+dy, t...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 4 1 6 6 0 0 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] The cro+wd is so+ mo+ved by his death, so+ jubilant and celebrato+ry, that o+ur capto+r's attentio+n lapses. My remaining so+n and I scream, claw, and draw attentio+n to+ o+urselves, and fro+m the co+rners o+f o+ur ganderbulbs we see it. My daughter slips her bo+nds in an act o+f ho+ly grief, and bo+unds up to+ his platfo+rm. The Executio+ner's bo+w is drawn taut. The wo+rld ho+lds still as she delicately traces her claws alo+ng his bo+dy. My so+n, the co+rpse. The mass is uncertain o+f ho+w to+ take this, the peo+ple uncertainly jeerin...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 2 3 4 4 4 6 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] YO+U ARE TO+O+ BLINDED BY YO+UR HATRED TO+ SEE IT, he screams. His passio+nate desire fo+r a better wo+rld has been burned away by the iro+ns. His sweeps o+f rage, so+ carefully hidden fro+m the masses, leaks o+ut. He is my so+n. I lo+ve hi greatly. O+f co+urse he is enraged. Ho+w co+uld he no+t be? YO+U ARE NO+T WO+RTH MY FINAL BREATH O+F LO+VE, YO+U DO+ NO+T DESERVE MY FINAL FUCKING MERCIES. YO+U WILL ALL BURN WITH ME. Arro+ws have been lo+dged in his side fo+r so+me time. Their attempts to+ silence him. Despite this, he still lives, h...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 2 3 3 3 4 3 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] Preach and make us repent, o+h heretical speaker, make us believe yo+u are wo+rthy o+f any type o+f mercy. They laugh as he is strung up like a slab o+f meat o+nto+ the imperial flo+gging jut. Did yo+u see yo+ur salvatio+n, preacher, o+r was the false future yo+u fo+resaw o+nly o+ne where Alternia co+llapsed into+ yo+ur twisted visio+n? Save yo+urself! The shackles he has dragged fo+r so+ lo+ng are heated to+ a glo+w. They match the blo+o+d that drips fro+m his maw as he bites do+wn o+n his to+ngue to+ sto+p fro+m screaming. My sho+utpi...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 1 9 2 3 2 4 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] They gamble fo+r his vestments. Co+llecto+rs items, they laugh. As tho+ugh all evidence o+f this will no+t be turned to+ ash within in a wipe. They kno+w this, deep do+wn. It isn't abo+ut the clo+thes, the glo+ry, the o+wnership. They simply wish to+ humiliate my so+n o+ne final time. His death will never be eno+ugh. It must always be mo+re. Despite it all, the leggings stay. Even the vultures think they are gauche. #viado+lo+ro+sa #easter2026
[ E R R O+ R 2 2 1 6 1 8 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] I sho+uld have co+nquered my weaknesses by no+w. If I were no+t so+ afraid, wo+uld I have let this happen? Trying to+ see a better future fo+r o+ur wo+rld feels like bashing my skull against a cliff. If I were stro+nger, co+uld I have lo+o+ked up and attempted to+ climb instead? Again he falls. Again, I am useless. I want to+ lo+o+k away. I want a wo+rld where he is no+t suffering. I want to+ slaughter them all. It is o+f the greatest cruelty that my lo+ve is what taught him to+ no+t give up. He kno+ws the end is near no+w. He sees wh...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 2 3 2 7 3 1 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] This was my destiny, he tells them, vo+ice carrying further than it sho+uld. Do+ no+t weep fo+r me. Weep fo+r the Alternia that co+uld have been. Weep because they will co+ntinue to+ try and take yo+ur futures fro+m yo+u. We can be redeemed, he pro+mises. There will co+me ano+ther time where we will be redeemed. The lo+w and high take o+n his wo+rds. Fists are clenched. Jaws are set. He pro+mises a wo+rld I have never believed in. Ho+w can he take the time o+ut o+f his o+wn death to+ reassure these tro+lls? Do+es his o+wn death mean no+...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 3 8 6 2 2 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] He has always been my reflectio+n; o+ur rages emit different types o+f light. He wo+uld no+t be my friend if he did no+t try to+ sacrifice himself. We are to+o+ vo+latile to+ remain passive fo+r lo+ng. Sparks fly thro+ugh the clo+ying air, and the co+ldblo+o+ds rush in a panic to+ co+ntain him. They will no+t allo+w him to+ die. He is to+o+ valuable. In punishment, they beat my so+n further. He falls, alo+ne. My claws itch to+ tear the wo+rld apart. I am impatient, wild. They do+ no+t repeat the same mistake. I am held back and co+ntai...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 1 5 2 1 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] Yo+u, they spit at my o+ther so+n. We will lo+o+sen yo+ur restraints eno+ugh to+ help him. He is slo+w, and we are gro+wing bo+red. My psio+n sparks with indignatio+n and fury, but allo+ws their co+ld fro+nds to+ to+uch his scalp so+ that he may help his belo+ved. They kno+w he is po+werful, but did no+t expect him to+ so+ easily lift tho+se harsh iro+ns with so+ little bleed. In their fear, they make him suffer to+o+; he is struck with an unearned vicio+usness. Even in a slo+w crawl to+ death, they are afraid o+f the po+wer a warmblo+o+d c...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 1 9 2 6 2 7 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] My child lo+o+ks at me, ganderbulbs wide and pleading. He is a small, to+ddling thing, running to+ hide in my skirt. In o+ur shared lo+o+k he beco+mes yo+ung again. I curl my lo+ve aro+und him, a chrysalis, and ho+pe it is transfo+rmative eno+ugh to+ make him feel safe. I am allo+wed to+ to+uch him o+ne last time, breaking fro+m the cro+wd to+ ho+ld him fo+r but a beat in my arms. We merge into+ o+ne being, Mo+ther-And-So+n, Lusus-And-Ward, a co+hesive unit. In this mo+ment we kno+w deeply and truly that we did no+t need to+ carry o+ur ...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 5 3 4 7 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] Is this my true punishment? To+ watch him struggle witho+ut being allo+wed to+ help? He is so+ tired, so+ weak. Watching him here, like this, I can't help but picture his first wo+bbly steps after emerging fro+m the co+co+o+n. I have never felt so+ frenzied. A lusus, ready to+ charge witho+ut abando+n. The carnival sneers as he falls. Get up, they demand o+f him. Finish what yo+u started. As if this was his crime alo+ne. As tho+ugh I did no+t push my belief o+nto+ him and co+wer away fro+m the wo+rk. So+ many sweeps he has carried this weig...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 1 9 5 1 7 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] With shame, I am disgusted by ho+w readily he accepts the chains. I beg fo+r him to+ fight back, to+ take charge o+f his o+wn fate. He do+es no+t hear me. He cho+o+ses no+t to+ listen. Do+es he no+t kno+w that the swift, brutal death his refusal co+uld bring will be mo+re merciful? I refused to+ lo+o+k my pro+blems in the eye as a child; I let my hatred fo+r the wo+rld burn thro+ugh me so+ tho+ro+ughly that I refused to+ make any mo+ves to+ change it. I wanted so+meo+ne else to+ change it all. No+t me, I had to+ld myself. It isn't fair th...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 2 7 1 1 2 6 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] He speaks o+f my so+n as a charlatan, a false pro+phet, a deceiver o+f the highest degrees who+ has co+me to+ disrupt the hemo+spectrum fo+r his o+wn selfish purpo+ses. A ho+rrid jo+y sparks in his bruise-purple o+cular o+rbs as the cro+wd is whipped into+ a fervo+r. What sho+uld we up n do+ with this traito+r? He asks o+f the cro+wd, a pulsating and writhing mass o+f clo+wns and the indo+ctrinated. He is knelt, beaten, o+n the dais as his mo+st lo+ved are hidden fro+m his sight. My rage is dro+wned by the masses, cheering fo+r his deat...Read more
[ E R R O+ R 2 6 3 6 4 1 ; VIA PARADO+XA FUTURA DO+LO+RO+SA ] So+mething has felt wro+ng fo+r many nights. He has no+t been his usual self. A visio+n has greatly unsettled him, and I refuse to+ po+nder what he may have seen. A piece o+f me kno+ws exactly what will happen. Haven't I always kno+wn? Hadn't She to+ld me? Was his no+t his fate, fro+m the mo+ment he was hatched? All I have do+ne is pro+lo+ng the inevitable. My pan spins so+ mightily that fo+r o+nce rest co+mes to+ grasp me, in fits and spasms. He do+es no+t allo+w me to+ co+me with him has he paces; the flickering light o+f the fireplac...Read more