Queen of SpadesA tortured soul, decaying away in the dirt. A pathetic being crouched in the mud. Scorned countless times, the darkness consumes him. Why did it have to be this way? Treated like some wretched thing. Did I choose this path for myself? Or was it mine own destiny? A violent whirlwind of pain and suffering. Or perhaps I was born into this oblivion and doomed to it for an eternity? Indescribable shame… I wished for a large dose of Nepenthe…would anyone mourn if I took too much?Queen of Spades
But this is the way it used to be, until she came.
Through the dusk, there she stood. Perha
Neutral...
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I would know you.
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