#mournful

B*ck*t C*mj*r, The Enduring

6 days ago

@terribleFate[TF]

Imagine being a Threshecutioner on command from the High Honkkulist Sermonster and you get your innards rearranged at the hands of a young mutant grub with a broken bottle because you were too busy barking orders at the Jadeblood Market Stallwarts to get a move on. What would you see? I think it's a vast field of black-red razorgrass, cultivated for feed, bandages, and execution pyre kindling. The stalks are almost as tall as you, glassy at the edges, and while they'd normally slice up your hands as you push through them, you realize you're dead. They can't cut you anymore. You are awake, wander...Read more