#and allow smaller ants ingress into the body. it's quite a horrifying concept but an even more horrifying reality.

[blackwaxidol]

i'm working on answering a fragrant and light ask by writing what is essentially a gospel-sized account of having your paracausal threading sadistically pulled apart by Valin due to the intoxicating foolishness bestowed upon thee by the whispering bones he likes to put on his silly little jester coat.

#anon be careful what you [wish] for. #viktor.txt #i tend to write in a manner of i think of a sentence when i'm doing something else #and scramble to write it down #and then begin the arduous process of sewing the paragraphs together #it is very fulfilling. #the last paragraph i got around to #describes a process in which a crab can easily be torn apart from inside out #by overwhelming swarms of ants wherein they chew away the soft flesh between exoskeletal limbs #and allow smaller ants ingress into the body. it's quite a horrifying concept but an even more horrifying reality. #do not fret! you are no crab and valin is no swarm of ants. #but... you are a vessel of reanimated flesh with a permeable soul #that can be cut upon by a cosmic scalpel wielded by one thousand unseen hands #valin could pry you apart with his mind in the same languid manner one undoes a braid. #oc: valin