[ 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 where he will hang. The cro+wd vibrates with a revitalised excitement. They taste his blo+o+d against their fangs, feel his rapid pulse. There is no+thing they want mo+re than to+ tear his windchute o+ut. Their patience is waning. My so+n's is eternal. He rises again. He fo+rgives my weakness, my so+ftness, my lo+ve. I wo+uld rather die than fail him again. All I have do+ne is pro+lo+ng the inevitable. #viado+lo+ro+sa #easter2026