chibi-azathoth

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I've seen the dead walk. Not zombies, that kind of rabid in-humanity would be a blessing. The dead are people: shuffling, pale people who know that they are dead, and who know that you are the necromancer, somehow beyond the false powers of the other doctors, no matter how many times you tell them there is no hope. They want to live; they want to live so much that even though they know, deep down in the quiet, gnashing places of themselves, that there is no such thing and that none of their friends were ever so lucky even though they prayed and begged and yelled and died first; they have to know that you are the necromancer, that you could gi

There once was a bird who wanted to see all the colors of the world SO MANY COLORS, PLACES, AND THINGS and one day, it flew up so high, and traveled so far; SO FAR ACROSS IT ALL it saw the blue sky, the green sea, the red flower, the white snow, the yellow sun AZURE, EMERALD, RUBY, IVORY, AND GOLD, FOR EVERYONE but in the end, its feathers turned brown and heavy with paint AND IT DIED.

if i did something, You might be happy i want You to be happy if i want You to be happy if i changed all this, You'd be happy? would You be happy? would You have been happy? if i could do this, would You be happy? if i could have done this, would You have been happy? did i do this? if i changed me, would You be happy? if i had been different, would You have been happy? if i changed who i was, You would have? if You didn't know me, would You have been happy? should i have done this? should i do this? if i do, You will have, im sure You would be happy no? if i change all this, You might be happy but if i change You You will