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nightmare corpo content
$$ 18+ MDNI $$
angel production stories/musings
$$ tagged warnings in pin $$
avatar by trancypoppet
The imprisonment of the divine is called canon.
To bind the indescribable within leather and paper is an act that is as easily done as speaking for us, through our words angelic hierarchies are burdened with purpose.
We crown our mistakes with the heaviest of halos.
To bind the indescribable within leather and paper is an act that is as easily done as speaking for us, through our words angelic hierarchies are burdened with purpose.
We crown our mistakes with the heaviest of halos.
January 30, 2025 at 4:59 PM
The imprisonment of the divine is called canon.
To bind the indescribable within leather and paper is an act that is as easily done as speaking for us, through our words angelic hierarchies are burdened with purpose.
We crown our mistakes with the heaviest of halos.
To bind the indescribable within leather and paper is an act that is as easily done as speaking for us, through our words angelic hierarchies are burdened with purpose.
We crown our mistakes with the heaviest of halos.
"Don't you want your own world to call yours?" Asked the host. A thin man coiled in a dress shirt two sizes too big. Red faced in the glow of the TV. "To know peace."
"Yeah!" Cried the unseen audiance. Their chorus little more than fuzz in the speakers.
"Then you need the Craftsman 5000!"
"Yeah!" Cried the unseen audiance. Their chorus little more than fuzz in the speakers.
"Then you need the Craftsman 5000!"
January 21, 2025 at 5:49 AM
"Don't you want your own world to call yours?" Asked the host. A thin man coiled in a dress shirt two sizes too big. Red faced in the glow of the TV. "To know peace."
"Yeah!" Cried the unseen audiance. Their chorus little more than fuzz in the speakers.
"Then you need the Craftsman 5000!"
"Yeah!" Cried the unseen audiance. Their chorus little more than fuzz in the speakers.
"Then you need the Craftsman 5000!"