Come.
Walk with me in the shadowrealm.
I am she.
the perilous epiphany
found at the business end
of a hairline trigger...
the glimpse of fate
reflected in a tear...
I am the destroyer.
the end.
the resurrection.
Follow in my wake,
shoulder the burden of witnessing
oblivion.
Share my agony-
my obsession.
:order:disorder:order:
.routine chaos.
there will always be something to destroy.
Join me in the depths of eternity-
beyond all shadows...
beyond all ending....
Step with me into the ether-
Prove my chaos theory.
I am she.
Betrayer.
Destroyer.
Protector.
Reaper of the lost souls
seeking nothing but their own
-DESTRUCTION-
I am Hecate-
keeper of night's gate.
I am she-
shadow's wraith.
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