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[aberrant_scion]

O falling fire and piercing cry
and panic, and a weak mailed fist
clenched ignorant against the sky!

How EXCITING~!

When the cross blue lightning seemed to open
The breast of heaven, I did present myself
Even in the aim and very flash of it.

Burn
Burn

BURN!!!

HENH HENH HENH~!!!

Comments

[corrupted_steel]

A funeral dirge would have been more appropriate, but carry on, dearheart &hearts

[aberrant_scion]

But that would imply mourning~

[corrupted_steel]

There are those who died, precious. Or have you been sheltered so that you have not known? Or...they are of no consequence to you?

[aberrant_scion]

No consequence.

[cherubicchild]

*Sounding a little pained*

Mr. Luxaky, are you all right?

[aberrant_scion]

De-lightful, Little Bird.

But what about you?