Death's Whispering
"I notice the scars from the smear above what was once the Dark Mark. The day my sworn greatest enemy returned the kindness of my soul, removing, in a simple wave of his wand, the imprint steeped in darkness and fury. The spirit exhaled condescension, but the head lived the insomnia of remorse, ingratitude and eternal loneliness."
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.bienvenue, messieurs et mademoiselle. ❝AloeGreen❞, desde 2012. Antes da minha descrição, queria esclarecer algumas coisas aqui para ficar...
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To metaphorize my rebirth from the delicate metamorphosis of the caterpillar, which, in the end, turns into a butterfly, would be too delicate to represent a transmutation as miserable and painful as mine. The caterpillar, when it becomes a butterfly, abandons its essence for vanity. I felt the need to let go of my shell so I could finally embrace life again. In the same way that an arthropod needs to change its exoskeleton in order to grow. An insect. That has always been and will continue to be my essence. Started 3 minutes ago
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