left-hand path

So spake the Voice, then thunder shook the wood, and lightning smote and splinter'd two tall trees that tower'd above the rest: the one a pine, an ash the other.

Then I knew the doom of those accursed men who sport with war and tear the body of their mothers. Trembling though guiltless did I hear that doom, Trembling though guiltless I;
for them I quaked of whom it spake...‎

hurry up please it's time

each by each

standing up.

falling down.


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You should've heard the crowd, though, when he was finished. You would've puked. They went mad. They were exactly the same morons that laugh like hyenas in the movies at stuff that isn't funny. I swear to God, if I were a piano player or an actor or something and all those dopes thought I was terrific, I'd hate it. I wouldn't even want them to clap for me.
People always clap for the wrong things.

vault lines

harmacy

druidry

things on fire