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now dissolve me; two tabs on your tongue.
a herd of shepards to herd the sheep
sleep now my only one.
affilated naegi makoto for the imperialist au created by mani.
legend and lore once spoke of a kingdom; withered heights catastrophic over the reign of others. a little more king and less than kind and the world froze over, hell reached up and submerged it in icy pits. everyone is bad, guilty until innocent.
hell is murky, but hope isn’t; north stars shine brighter on principle, to light the way even if no one bothers looking up. traitors are dubbed such only twice–once, when they truly betray their cause–
and once when they are truly right. people deserve forgiveness even if they wear masks of blood and preach death like a rolling chord.
everyone was a person, once. you may hide your heart, but you cannot deny it's existence.