What does selling your soul feel like?
Well... let me you....
My mother was as soft as the sun rays dancing across your face... She was the color of dark coal being sifted through ashes... The gray fur on her muzzle peppering her body in two arches forming into the faded outline continuing its climb up to her brows...
She was my sunshine... But every bright thing dims and fades into nothingness eventually... She circled herself into a ball the treeline and never moved again...
She sat there for months, rotting away... She was torn apart by the scavengers that would scramble around desperately trying to survive a world that death rules over...
I watched her flesh be torn off of her body by ravenous creatures... Her intestines devoured by foxes... Her meat eaten as well.... Her liquid decay was sucked through the thin mouth of every maggot wriggling through her empty body...
And when she was just bones... the rodents of the woods came to chew the calcium in them...
She was my sunshine.... But now she is no longer anything...
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Aleister's Origin (OC Origin Story)
ParanormalPart one: This is my fursona Aleister's WIP Origin Story... Warning: Gorey descriptions... If you don't like descriptive detail don't read this... I will be very graphic and it's gorey.... Also Art Credit: Twisted Angel on Insta....
