#2080

give me bones of salt
that I may trap you in my arms

give me teeth of iron
that I may bind you with my words

give me a heart of stone
that I may seal you within me
so we can never
ever
be parted

15 thoughts on “#2080

    • I’m getting to that point where I was literally in front of Tanim and Daren’s altar last night yelling “WHERE ARE YOU” and then blew out their candle in disgust. Fuckers love ignoring me. >:(

        • I’ve actually been meaning to buy them a bottle of Angels’ Envy, but my wife is afraid that’s inviting too much. Though to be fair they can now fuck with our smoke detectors and lights……… whoops……… :)

                  • Wait until you run into them at crossroads late at night with blood at their mouths, dressed in shadows and leather and smelling of cigars, as solid as day, and you have to run for dear life to stop yourself from impaling your heart on their fangs.

                    • I almost wish! What’s frustrating is that they know I want them to manifest, so they never do it to me – they do it to my wife. She’s always hearing voices and having lights turn on and shit, and I’m over here like “HELLO I LITERALLY MADE YOU AN ALTAR WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT”. Hell, they made it like 3,000 miles to bug my friend in Canada and they’ve been radio silent for me for weeks.

                      (I think they’re mad I was writing DnD stuff)

                    • THEY ARE LIKE ASSHOLE CATS!!! KNOCKING SHIT OVER AND BEING DRAMATIC TO GET ATTENTION THEN NOT RETURNING AFFECTION. SAMAEL IS AN ASSHOLE CAT.

                    • YUP. Oh fuck yeah, I’ve always seen Daren as a really aloof cat. Tanim’s more a dog (“please kick me, I love you”) but Daren runs the show. I will not at all be surprised if stuff starts being shoved off our counters and shit.

                      Huh, is there something about demons and cats……

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