What the fuck?
How does that even work?
I mean... it's like Romeo and Juliet the extra-dark Mad Max Fury Road version?
And the others...
-Dylan (& others)
So we were just thinking - we could make our own mini-deck! :DEspecially since we're trying to brush up our art skills to make a couple of decks we have in our mind, but in the mean time we'd still like to explore some of the symbolism that will be in them some day... now! And mini-decks, besides being easier on the hands, also need less finicky perfection of detail.
My veins feel like they are full of life but also ashes and poison.
I can feel weariness and death like slow poison swimming in them and mingling with life and blood.
Dragging us down towards we know so well what. Just as our blood buoys us up.
A few times I’ve gotten lost in it and the agony and weariness became a sort of sweetness. And the intensity of this awareness burned through my body like a flame.
Unmoving but filled with it. Unable to move, to cry out - but crying out inside in pleasure just the same. Caught up in His embrace (and Life’s) and then everything…
Left with a faint residue of heat and healing.
After this we had a day where we had the first real solid meal in ages. A big one too! (as opposed to one snack a day with solid food and the rest being yogurt and Ensure) Actually we had 2 meals that day! And felt good after instead of every system having difficulty with it!
Before this, we spent some time in the crypt (not quite literally, we'll explain later, but an actual place.) With "A Nervous Splendor" And "The Road to Mayerling: Life of Rudolf" and "Elisabeth" so near... The two serpents inside us. Just lying on the floor sleeping, shivering faintly, and weeping. We felt so heavy after that we didn't know how we would make it to see the next night.