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La influencia exterior devorando el destino de un sólo ser. Borrando todo y reescribiendo a su antojo.
El Héroe del Hacha.
No creo en los finales felices.
El cuervo lo devorara una y otra vez.
Something about the slow ride towards the becoming a monster
You are the taxidermied fox you saw in your father's living room.
You are the long black night among the pines and gloom.
You are the embodiment of humanity and death and life.
A bundle, a quilt, a mosiac of everyone you ever loved; whoever gave you strife.
Please reblog took a long time with this ^_^