𝓣𝓔𝓛𝓔𝓟𝓞𝓡𝓣𝓔𝓡.
@thebodyflicker.bsky.social
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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 瞬身のシスイ
ރ 𐕣 ✥ 𝓒𝙍𝖀𝒮𝓐𝒟𝓔𝓡 ✥ 𐕣 ރ ⠀
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ﾒ More than 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, you seek 𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. More than touch, you crave 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. More than a lover, you need a 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝.ﾒ⠀
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝗠 - 𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗗 .
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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝓢ʜ𝑖𝑠𝑢𝑖 𝓤ᴄ𝘩𝑖𝘩𝑎
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 瞬身のシスイ
ރ 𐕣 ✥ 𝓒𝙍𝖀𝒮𝓐𝒟𝓔𝓡 ✥ 𐕣 ރ ⠀
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ﾒ More than 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, you seek 𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. More than touch, you crave 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. More than a lover, you need a 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝.ﾒ⠀
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝗠 - 𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗗 .
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⠀ ⠀ @forkonohagakure.bsky.social may be a part of that loose narrative and disconnection with the saner aspects of his brain. But his presence feels as real as it did that night on the cliff.
“You lived.” He said solemnly.
“So, did they—our people…suffer? Was it swift?”
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⠀ ⠀ @forkonohagakure.bsky.social may be a part of that loose narrative and disconnection with the saner aspects of his brain. But his presence feels as real as it did that night on the cliff.
“You lived.” He said solemnly.
“So, did they—our people…suffer? Was it swift?”
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April 1, 2025 at 8:47 AM
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⠀ ⠀ @forkonohagakure.bsky.social may be a part of that loose narrative and disconnection with the saner aspects of his brain. But his presence feels as real as it did that night on the cliff.
“You lived.” He said solemnly.
“So, did they—our people…suffer? Was it swift?”
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⠀ ⠀ @forkonohagakure.bsky.social may be a part of that loose narrative and disconnection with the saner aspects of his brain. But his presence feels as real as it did that night on the cliff.
“You lived.” He said solemnly.
“So, did they—our people…suffer? Was it swift?”
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⠀ ⠀and that whatever deities are in control of this horrid reality are punishing him for mistakes in the past. The cuts on his wrist are indicators that keep him certain of his mission here, dead or alive, to eliminate his demons permanently despite disillusionment.»
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⠀ ⠀and that whatever deities are in control of this horrid reality are punishing him for mistakes in the past. The cuts on his wrist are indicators that keep him certain of his mission here, dead or alive, to eliminate his demons permanently despite disillusionment.»
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April 1, 2025 at 8:47 AM
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⠀ ⠀and that whatever deities are in control of this horrid reality are punishing him for mistakes in the past. The cuts on his wrist are indicators that keep him certain of his mission here, dead or alive, to eliminate his demons permanently despite disillusionment.»
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⠀ ⠀and that whatever deities are in control of this horrid reality are punishing him for mistakes in the past. The cuts on his wrist are indicators that keep him certain of his mission here, dead or alive, to eliminate his demons permanently despite disillusionment.»
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⠀ ⠀They both desired answers—about what happened back in that village—the past—the validity of their own existences…his life was a culmination of shadows, even the images in it; most days he settles on the thought of hell…knowing not if he is alive or dead, »
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⠀ ⠀They both desired answers—about what happened back in that village—the past—the validity of their own existences…his life was a culmination of shadows, even the images in it; most days he settles on the thought of hell…knowing not if he is alive or dead, »
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April 1, 2025 at 8:47 AM
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⠀ ⠀They both desired answers—about what happened back in that village—the past—the validity of their own existences…his life was a culmination of shadows, even the images in it; most days he settles on the thought of hell…knowing not if he is alive or dead, »
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⠀ ⠀They both desired answers—about what happened back in that village—the past—the validity of their own existences…his life was a culmination of shadows, even the images in it; most days he settles on the thought of hell…knowing not if he is alive or dead, »
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⠀ ⠀a detail he knew all too well. While he used to be a child of many, those communicative traits were suffused by something awful and altered into awkward muteness, or commonly now, vulgar discourse. »
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⠀ ⠀a detail he knew all too well. While he used to be a child of many, those communicative traits were suffused by something awful and altered into awkward muteness, or commonly now, vulgar discourse. »
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April 1, 2025 at 8:47 AM
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⠀ ⠀a detail he knew all too well. While he used to be a child of many, those communicative traits were suffused by something awful and altered into awkward muteness, or commonly now, vulgar discourse. »
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⠀ ⠀a detail he knew all too well. While he used to be a child of many, those communicative traits were suffused by something awful and altered into awkward muteness, or commonly now, vulgar discourse. »
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⠀ ⠀Hands run aimlessly across the wall, where there was a board and papers; two firm knocks, and the locations on these papers were cemented again in his brain. For a while, this was his coping mechanism for the quietude. His guest was a man of few words »
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⠀ ⠀Hands run aimlessly across the wall, where there was a board and papers; two firm knocks, and the locations on these papers were cemented again in his brain. For a while, this was his coping mechanism for the quietude. His guest was a man of few words »
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April 1, 2025 at 8:47 AM
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⠀ ⠀Hands run aimlessly across the wall, where there was a board and papers; two firm knocks, and the locations on these papers were cemented again in his brain. For a while, this was his coping mechanism for the quietude. His guest was a man of few words »
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⠀ ⠀Hands run aimlessly across the wall, where there was a board and papers; two firm knocks, and the locations on these papers were cemented again in his brain. For a while, this was his coping mechanism for the quietude. His guest was a man of few words »
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⠀ ⠀The weapon on his back was removed from the lithe scabbard and placed on the table beside him, the cleanest item on his body, cleaner than him, a pristine sanitized iron, sharp enough to bisect a stump given its unimpressive appearance. »
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⠀ ⠀The weapon on his back was removed from the lithe scabbard and placed on the table beside him, the cleanest item on his body, cleaner than him, a pristine sanitized iron, sharp enough to bisect a stump given its unimpressive appearance. »
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April 1, 2025 at 8:47 AM
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⠀ ⠀The weapon on his back was removed from the lithe scabbard and placed on the table beside him, the cleanest item on his body, cleaner than him, a pristine sanitized iron, sharp enough to bisect a stump given its unimpressive appearance. »
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⠀ ⠀The weapon on his back was removed from the lithe scabbard and placed on the table beside him, the cleanest item on his body, cleaner than him, a pristine sanitized iron, sharp enough to bisect a stump given its unimpressive appearance. »
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⠀ ⠀There were bandages that covered his eyes, wet bandages from either tears or blood, maybe both sides of the coin. His clothes were disheveled, hair tousled mess, and his demeanor appeared to disregard all these things in sight of (some) bigger purpose. »
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⠀ ⠀There were bandages that covered his eyes, wet bandages from either tears or blood, maybe both sides of the coin. His clothes were disheveled, hair tousled mess, and his demeanor appeared to disregard all these things in sight of (some) bigger purpose. »
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April 1, 2025 at 8:47 AM
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⠀ ⠀There were bandages that covered his eyes, wet bandages from either tears or blood, maybe both sides of the coin. His clothes were disheveled, hair tousled mess, and his demeanor appeared to disregard all these things in sight of (some) bigger purpose. »
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⠀ ⠀There were bandages that covered his eyes, wet bandages from either tears or blood, maybe both sides of the coin. His clothes were disheveled, hair tousled mess, and his demeanor appeared to disregard all these things in sight of (some) bigger purpose. »
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⠀ ⠀and upon entering, disturbingly focus driven.
“Watch where you sit, some of the wood is loose and you’ll get one hell of a splinter.”
His ragged voice cut through the silent darkness, aged by the pain of hardly living. »
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⠀ ⠀and upon entering, disturbingly focus driven.
“Watch where you sit, some of the wood is loose and you’ll get one hell of a splinter.”
His ragged voice cut through the silent darkness, aged by the pain of hardly living. »
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April 1, 2025 at 8:47 AM
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⠀ ⠀and upon entering, disturbingly focus driven.
“Watch where you sit, some of the wood is loose and you’ll get one hell of a splinter.”
His ragged voice cut through the silent darkness, aged by the pain of hardly living. »
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⠀ ⠀and upon entering, disturbingly focus driven.
“Watch where you sit, some of the wood is loose and you’ll get one hell of a splinter.”
His ragged voice cut through the silent darkness, aged by the pain of hardly living. »
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⠀ ⠀This is where he spent most of his time in the region of the world he’d forgotten existed, and although he’s slept in worse conditions, even taking the proverbial dirt-nap, this ramshackle shed summed up his existence these days; lonely; »
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⠀ ⠀This is where he spent most of his time in the region of the world he’d forgotten existed, and although he’s slept in worse conditions, even taking the proverbial dirt-nap, this ramshackle shed summed up his existence these days; lonely; »
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April 1, 2025 at 8:47 AM
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⠀ ⠀This is where he spent most of his time in the region of the world he’d forgotten existed, and although he’s slept in worse conditions, even taking the proverbial dirt-nap, this ramshackle shed summed up his existence these days; lonely; »
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⠀ ⠀This is where he spent most of his time in the region of the world he’d forgotten existed, and although he’s slept in worse conditions, even taking the proverbial dirt-nap, this ramshackle shed summed up his existence these days; lonely; »
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⠀ ⠀His feet touched soil, and his ear ticks to the sound of another a couple inches behind, the man who’d saw what he had done and followed him to his destination. . . this rundown shack that exuded the cold waft of a bygone winter, bereft of the heat man brings. »
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⠀ ⠀His feet touched soil, and his ear ticks to the sound of another a couple inches behind, the man who’d saw what he had done and followed him to his destination. . . this rundown shack that exuded the cold waft of a bygone winter, bereft of the heat man brings. »
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April 1, 2025 at 8:47 AM
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⠀ ⠀His feet touched soil, and his ear ticks to the sound of another a couple inches behind, the man who’d saw what he had done and followed him to his destination. . . this rundown shack that exuded the cold waft of a bygone winter, bereft of the heat man brings. »
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⠀ ⠀His feet touched soil, and his ear ticks to the sound of another a couple inches behind, the man who’d saw what he had done and followed him to his destination. . . this rundown shack that exuded the cold waft of a bygone winter, bereft of the heat man brings. »
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⠀ ⠀Sizable distance had been made between our anonymous figure and what seemed to be his criminal deed—he could no longer feel the heats touch on his otherwise cold skin, but he could smell the scent of burning ember which was unforgettable. »
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⠀ ⠀Sizable distance had been made between our anonymous figure and what seemed to be his criminal deed—he could no longer feel the heats touch on his otherwise cold skin, but he could smell the scent of burning ember which was unforgettable. »
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April 1, 2025 at 8:47 AM
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⠀ ⠀Sizable distance had been made between our anonymous figure and what seemed to be his criminal deed—he could no longer feel the heats touch on his otherwise cold skin, but he could smell the scent of burning ember which was unforgettable. »
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⠀ ⠀Sizable distance had been made between our anonymous figure and what seemed to be his criminal deed—he could no longer feel the heats touch on his otherwise cold skin, but he could smell the scent of burning ember which was unforgettable. »
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⠀ ⠀The weight of the branches and ruffling of the leaves paved a mental path for the specter to follow, illuminated in neon silver colors in an otherwise dark terrain, similar to the moonlight. »
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⠀ ⠀The weight of the branches and ruffling of the leaves paved a mental path for the specter to follow, illuminated in neon silver colors in an otherwise dark terrain, similar to the moonlight. »
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April 1, 2025 at 8:47 AM
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⠀ ⠀The weight of the branches and ruffling of the leaves paved a mental path for the specter to follow, illuminated in neon silver colors in an otherwise dark terrain, similar to the moonlight. »
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⠀ ⠀The weight of the branches and ruffling of the leaves paved a mental path for the specter to follow, illuminated in neon silver colors in an otherwise dark terrain, similar to the moonlight. »
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