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circumspector) wrote2016-04-02 01:33 am
STATION 72 | CR CHART
❛ ― I am hungry for – something. For the sun, maybe. Stop telling me about Icarus burning and tell me about dragons instead. About how their bodies are fire in themselvstees, how they burn like her eyes do when I say her name. If not dragons, tell me about phoenixes. Tell me about how they burn and burn and burn and yet they still come back.
❛ ― our state cannot be severed, we are one, one flesh, to lose thee were to lose myself.
❛ ― there’s something unquiet in your chest, something in mind + body + nation, in that way of divine rule, god’s hand making you multiple, a necessary unknowable, the once + future king written in a book of men.
❛ ― There's something secret burning in your heart and I can smell the smoke.
❛ ― in the softness of humanity’s neck, i find your laughter. suddenly, everything is okay again.
❛ ― I will be pure. No no, I know I will be pure, like snow, like gold.
❛ ― it’s because of the details. Their kindness. Their eyes. The fact that they can get you to laugh when you need it the most.
❛ ― you should not trap a lion. A goddess made to hunt does not deal well with confinement.
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