Zisterzeraphofgrief - The Seraphim Of Grief And Radiant Love

Yeeeah

The more I think about it the more I miss it

It was so beautiful and it has me in a chokehold

#Guuuuurlllllll #fierce #fabulous #Rawr #Vicious

Dying.

Imagine this POV with me: (a little fiction for the fun of it and because sleep is not happening)

They see you.

They. See. You.

You're standing in a crowd of people crushing through the arena corridors between food vendor lines that are absurdly in the way, and the noisy merch sellers.

You find yourself trapped in a standstill. You're nearly crushed up against the person that dead stopped infront of you. There's just so many lines over lapping and people dead stopping to gawk at their tickets and phones.

No one ever looks up.

But, in these moments where you feel your heart pounding too hard and the crush of the crowd too much, you got in the habit of looking up to find free space to breathe.

You closed your eyes. Tilted your chin up and up, letting your head fall back against your shoulders. And inhaled.

The arena air wasn't anything special. Beer is always a sharp, cutting note through the grease of hot dogs and popcorn. You keep breathing a few lungfuls more.

As you open your eyes, expecting to see a white painted criss-cross of steel girders and concrete slabs, you instead make contact with darkness.

You're so surprised by the unexpected, that you can't really understand what you're looking at until it moves. And shines.

About 20 feet above you, gliding along a catwalk, is The Band.

You're stunned. You're seeing them. And they're very clearly seeing you. Except, no way. Right? Nah, you're one face in this chaotic sea of fans, there's no way.

Tobias has been walking with his head focused on the crowd. He loves to see his congregation before sevice. Welcoming them with love and blessings for a good evening. He is the silent Watcher in the Sky right here, right now, and the irony is enough to make you chuckle.

The Ghoulettes are clearly gawking at all of you and are just as excited to see how many fans there are as you are to see all of the band.

You smile, a really big, toothy grin, as you watch them walk by. This is such a peaceful and rare moment. Like a nature documentary, but you're both observers and rare beautiful creatures to the other.

What if?

You just?

Waved?

You slowly, careful not to draw attention from the rest of the crushing crowd that isn't paying the slightest attention to anything, raise one hand over your head and.

Shake shake. Just a quick little wiggle of the wrist.

No way they saw that. Right?

Right?

Discovering that the ghouls *are* wearing the exact boots I have been trying to buy a pair of *for years* is a unique agony.

Peacefield screenshot dump

(Almost forgot one)

My soul feels like a speaker and it keeps blasting the "Save Me" of Satanized.

Good day.

I hope I'm not an Oracle.

I really hope I'm wrong.

I REALLY hope I'm wrong.

Grab that ridiculous urge to do something silly, AND GO DO IT!

I'll never not go to an event simply because I am alone, ever again.

Life is far too short to not wear the Bone Ghoulette out to a midnight Album Launch.

I just made the most . . . .noise

Oh my gooooooood

I love it

Can anybody give like a really detailed description of the back of Perpetua's cassock?

I'm thinking about dressing as him for a con in June and I want to get the bones on it, all I know is the tailbone, but how far down does it go and how does it end? Stuff like that is what I'm looking for, thanks in advance! <3