Twenty Years Across The Sea

i'm literally the priest's favorite sacrificial lamb because i am so docile and sweet and i hold very still when they put the rope around my neck and i trot along so happily while they lead me to the altar and they do not even have to tie me down because i lie so very still and only bleat once or twice in my lovely lamb voice and when the knife comes down it cuts through me like butter and i offer no resistance and i bleed so prettily all over my new white wool and my guts all unspool like the most beautiful shining yarn and my eyes are animal and dumb and hold no accusation and every time i die i come right back as another little lamb because the priest loves me so so much and he always chooses me for the sacrifice every time and he always places one hand on my small and twitching nose to calm me while he lifts the knife and he doesn't do it for the other lambs only me because i'm his favorite

Verdant.

Omen

henry in green is my fav 🗡️💚

The fire of Kier

White & Red Dragon by Romain MAZEVET

There were gasps from the crowd. It was Death standing before the audience, the scythe poised, Death at the edge of a dark wood.

-- Interview with the Vampire

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