*faking a limp and whining like a dog* oooh… ooooh *sees that the hot girl left the line at in and out* oh nevermind. *starts looking at hentai on my android phone*
all i want to do is write that one fic that takes people’s breath away and kinda lingers in the back of their minds. i want to write something that makes people want to make art and play with my versions of characters or in the universe i created. i want to be able to create worlds that feel real enough to walk into and write lines that stick with people until they forget where exactly they heard it because it lives in their bones now.
“my child is fine” your child has long ebony black hair with purple streaks and red tips that reaches her mid-back and icy blue eyes like limped tears
“Old gods are terrible to look at when they weep, all bloated like spoiled fish. One wonders if they ever understand that they have caused their own grief. When the seventh day came, the flood subsided from its slaughter like hair drawn slowly back from a tormented face.”
— from, The Epic of Gilgamesh