Writer: Et-Magus-Tenebrarum / — from the Scrolls of Shadda
Subject: Hunger & Thirst.
Link: Tumblr / 09.09.2024
Hunger & Thirst
Hungers abound and thirsts cannot wait, the taste of the blood of heaven’s gate, feeds the darkness and excites the need, to possess and devour all who would heed, the sacred calling, the unholy writ, a pact with evils, the forbidden that heals.
My acts are not yet complete, three drops of blood will barely fill the chalice of darkness that my evils instil. I am not evil but freedom instead, I am both idle thought and fantasy in action.
You know my name a thousand ways in light of the moon but fear to whisper it whole for lay in my arms — both blood and womb — shall be ours for the flesh of the chosen are but our stars you wish enslaved to the infernal for dominion is coming for it comes for your heart.