holy heart.
a fanmix for the icy dread queen, flung to the tower, isolated and alone. they call her difficult and laugh behind her back so she clings to her religion like a lover and paints herself in black & gold. she coats her heart in fish scales. she sleeps alone, but there is a crown on her head, and she is counting down the days until she can prove to them how vicious a woman abandoned can be.
zip (i see this quickly becoming a series in which i make a mix for all of my ingenious and pissed-off monarchs, hands dipped in armor and silk and rage and glory. if you know me you can probably guess who they are but if you don't that's fine too, they're all archetypal in some way and i want to focus on that. interested?)