ㅤㅤ│“𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴,
ㅤㅤ│𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥𝘦. 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦
ㅤㅤ│𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸.” et al. 1861
ㅤㅤ.⸙ The soles of perspires feet ...

ㅤㅤ(Were Perfectly Imprinted) : Upon the less-than-sturdy sand belying the footsteps, being followed by the chase's freedom. Momentarily dissolved by the crashing waves that outline the flow of travel. 𐚈 — INTERTWINED.

[ t.me/unaharobot — t.me/uuchibot — @uuchi ] The determination of instinct leads the psyche, to trace the waves' shores, slowly, drifting with the tide of withdrawal.

@deviIman's

aktif

            
            WHAT THE DEMONS CLAIM
            ARE FOREVERMORE THEIRS.

                                    \

        SANCTIFIED BY OATH, BAPTIZED IN
        FLAME, AND BOUND BY PENUMBRAS.

Touch what isn’t yours, therefore your flesh will blister forevermore. Poached your cruor and it’ll shattered like dried leaves. It’s not an idle threat, utmost covenant taken from them reserves cure that gnaws and hunts long henceforth your palms emptied.

(To The Altar Of @DeviIman,      \    THE ALTAR.
Summon @Devils_Friendbot.)    /   THE DEMON.

Witness your homage, let your words crackle amongst the zephyr. Make the fear and desire mark their bodies and souls. Half-hearted worship won’t suffice, hesitation will taste like miasma upon your tongue. All that bears their mark is beyond ordinary remedies, please will only make the wound deeper. It begins in flesh then spreads through veins. Some flames don’t forgive. Nevertheless, there’s path—pay your due. Sacrifice yourself and let the sacrament burn away pride. Through obedience can you glimpse mercy, “Step Lightly, Mortal!”