Arches National Park, Utah photo: Elliot McGucken
This feels like it should be spread around here too
me holding a gun to a mushroom: tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit
mushroom: can you feel your heart burning? can you feel the struggle within? the fear within me is beyond anything your soul can make. you cannot kill me in a way that matters
me cocking the gun, tears streaming down my face: IāM NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU
honestly the world is so lucky I will never be a time traveler. I'd legit go to some random village in 1339 or smth and be like.
"Hi there, so you know the 7 deady sins and 7 heavenly virtues yes? Well let me introduce to you the 14 fears :)"
And each time I'd go in a cloak with slightly different properties. One time I would go with very gentle eye patterns with a few eyes painted on my hands with some elias bouchard jewelry, and others I would go covered in dirt and with a shovel on my back and each time I would look like and tell tales of each fear until I became a myth of some weird lady who'd tell you of the world with eyes and claws and knives and doors and holes and skies so blue and-
Traction please.
reposting my own Tweet (from 3 days ago) here š enjoy
THERE IS NO DELTARUNE
THERE IS NO SILKSONG
AND THERE IS NO QUEEN OF ENGLAND