american gothic
have you ever seen a slave in gold chains? i have never seen so much golden slave flesh melted and turned to candle wax.
have you ever seen a slave in gold chains? i have never seen so much golden slave flesh melted and turned to candle wax.
"GOD SAVE ANYONE WHO STANDS IN HER WAY." Even the painters couldn't capture the kind of darkness with which she made an empire bow. • winner of thefaefolk's book of the month • © sianna okaat 2017 • 284 in fantasy • 5 in #tarot •
I LIE IN DUST AND ASHES, my corpse withers next to you, my love ©2017 WREN #663, #503, #582, #475, #300, #294,#251, #210, #189, #158, #146, #234, #341, #405
drop by my house at half past noon; we'll make small talk of murder over chamomile tea © VANGOHS, 2017