October 2022

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Cytherea as Dulcinea, lounging in her sickbed, dressed in torn blue-white sheets, stained with blood that seeps out from her chest. Behind her is mirrored the shadowy form of Palamedes opening the door. This drawing is illuminated in the form of a medieval text, with a sheaf of blue green leaves arched over the top. Bottom center is a stylistic interpretation of a ribcage with blood seeping on it. Left and Right are dark blue columns with a base of blue-green waves. On left is a layer of blue & white thorny vines, a layer of blue green flower bulbs, a layer of white flower bulbs, and the words "for the beauty that withers and dies" twined in red script around the vines and flower bulbs. Right is a layer of vines and blue green leaves and one large flower bulb, and illuminated text, with flower petals and leaves twining into the text, are the words "You’re going to die spewing your own lungs out of your nostrils, having failed at the finish line because you couldn’t help but prattle about why you killed innocent people, as though your reasons were interesting…" Bottom center is a stylistic interpretation of a ribcage with blood seeping on it.ALT

“You’re going to die spewing your own lungs out of your nostrils, having failed at the finish line because you couldn’t help but prattle about why you killed innocent people, as though your reasons were interesting…”

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ancientannoyance:

Cytherea as Dulcinea, lounging in her sickbed, dressed in torn blue-white sheets, stained with blood that seeps out from her chest. Behind her is mirrored the shadowy form of Palamedes opening the door. This drawing is illuminated in the form of a medieval text, with a sheaf of blue green leaves arched over the top. Bottom center is a stylistic interpretation of a ribcage with blood seeping on it. Left and Right are dark blue columns with a base of blue-green waves. On left is a layer of blue & white thorny vines, a layer of blue green flower bulbs, a layer of white flower bulbs, and the words "for the beauty that withers and dies" twined in red script around the vines and flower bulbs. Right is a layer of vines and blue green leaves and one large flower bulb, and illuminated text, with flower petals and leaves twining into the text, are the words "You’re going to die spewing your own lungs out of your nostrils, having failed at the finish line because you couldn’t help but prattle about why you killed innocent people, as though your reasons were interesting…" Bottom center is a stylistic interpretation of a ribcage with blood seeping on it.ALT

“You’re going to die spewing your own lungs out of your nostrils, having failed at the finish line because you couldn’t help but prattle about why you killed innocent people, as though your reasons were interesting…”

#he said you think murder is so funny don’t you. well i’m about to be hilarious. (tag via rockleaves)