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A burning shadow follows you, made of sorrows and regrets at first unreal, now so true… placed like billion spider nets, it keeps you stuck ,so you can’t move, meanwhile it burns you to the ground it just wants you to approve to admit it’s real, and yell it out it consumes your soul and drains your essence leaving only blackish coal making null your very presence It has been cast from far away and her mother’s name is Vengeance this curse will eat you day by day this my dear, is your death sentence.
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Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 5:45 PM UTC
Erinyes’s Will (Chthonic Goddess of Vengeance)
A burning shadow follows you, made of sorrows and regrets at first unreal, now so true… placed like billion spider nets, it keeps you stuck ,so you can’t move, meanwhile it burns you to the ground it just wants you to approve to admit it’s real, and yell it out it consumes your soul and drains your essence leaving only blackish coal making null your very presence It has been cast from far away and her mother’s name is Vengeance this curse will eat you day by day this my dear, is your death sentence.
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Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 5:45 PM UTC
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