a woman who knows her worth is a woman no one can control.

it’s in the middle of the night that she finds herself escaping the suffocating confines of her room to bear the harsh sting of winter’s bite ; all for this desperate need to rid herself of the lingering remnants of her 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬.

i give my devotion. i pledge my service, forever.

how long is forever﹖ sometimes just one second.

her mother’s incessant remarks have finally * driven the lady away from civilization, back to the lonesome yet peaceful quiet of 𝐬͟𝐚͟𝐥͟𝐭͟𝐰͟𝐢͟𝐜.

her name will be remembered with reverence.

fate doesn’t ask for permission——it just happens. you & i, we were always going to meet.

she moved with the grace of a queen who had witnessed more than her fair share of battles, both on & off the field.

you were born reaching for your mother's hands. ╱ victim of your father's plans to rule the world.

he and i are bound by ties stronger than fate.

a cathedral, him pressing against me, his lips at my neck, and yes, i do believe his mouth is heaven, his kisses falling over me like stars.

blessed be the daughters of cain ， bound to suffering eternal through the sins of their fathers committed long before their conception.

𝓯ingers comb through river - soaked tresses, meticulously unknotting stubborn strands despite her current lack of awareness. what clarity she hoped to attain from the water only left her thoughts all the more jumbled.

/ blood of my blood has my whole heart right now. ugh.