#freeformpoetry
to see virtue in someone within a world so retched . . . alternia rots trolls from the moment they're hatched, yet there she is, a rarity, something so pure, so soft in the face of the harsh reality around her. she drifts through this land of death and decay, calming those who are returning to nothingness, decomposing with flesh sloughing off into the mire. death's embrace is beautiful, her touch soft. she invites you in to close your ganders, leave your body behind and let it fall apart. the heaviness falls away, and you are nothing else. you're just your soul, delicate and bare, simplest i...Read more
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