🍪CRUMBGRABBER🍪@lemm.eeM to Crumbgrabber@lemm.eeEnglish · 5 months agoYou peasants dabble in fire, I was born in it, and it's not even my ultimate form. Do not think to trifle with me.i.imgur.comimagemessage-square4linkfedilinkarrow-up169arrow-down10
arrow-up169arrow-down1imageYou peasants dabble in fire, I was born in it, and it's not even my ultimate form. Do not think to trifle with me.i.imgur.com🍪CRUMBGRABBER🍪@lemm.eeM to Crumbgrabber@lemm.eeEnglish · 5 months agomessage-square4linkfedilink
minus-squareRose Thorne(She/Her)@lemm.eelinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up12·5 months agoLook at those eyes. They’ll do it again. They won’t stop. There’s no reason behind this, no remorse, just the thrill. What turns a reptile so cold blooded? The warmth of the flame? The glow of firelight? Or is it just the excitement from knowing you ruined lives?
minus-square🍪CRUMBGRABBER🍪@lemm.eeOPMlinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up5·5 months agoAll of the above, plus the eternal joy in witnessing the suffering of others, The lamentation of the women, and the blood of the enemies
Look at those eyes. They’ll do it again. They won’t stop. There’s no reason behind this, no remorse, just the thrill.
What turns a reptile so cold blooded? The warmth of the flame? The glow of firelight? Or is it just the excitement from knowing you ruined lives?
All of the above, plus the eternal joy in witnessing the suffering of others, The lamentation of the women, and the blood of the enemies