@flightyBroad — #feet
You call that a raid boss? More like a raid can fumigated little insect. My champion would never fall beneath the whims of such an excruciatingly poorly cropped image. Puny writhing insect deservedly extinguished from life beneath my feet. Out, out brief candle. He who struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. It is a tale. Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. I want more. I desire a real challenge. Something that pushes me further. Evolves my capacity. Accelerates my technique. Challenges my prowess. https://i.imgur.com/B3DGoXE.png #WitchChittr #Occu...Read more
We listen and we do not judge. Stepping. I understand those who rather fancy the idea of stepping on people. Or more astutely, understand wanting to step on just one person. At a time, anyway. Is that odd? Striking a pose while driving a heel into someone's stomach. Arms pouty and brattily akimbo, extracting obedience and embarrassment in seemingly equal measure. A rush edges its way down my shoulder blades and beyond my spine. I feel the words on my lips, even if I do not say them, "Pathetic, aren't you?" I want it. I want to take the first step. Gently gliding to affirm dominance even as squeal...Read more