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                TO LIVE TO SE THE GREAT DAY THAT DAWNS , AND LIGHT THAT FILLS THE WORLD ; THAT IS PEACE    /    blade slides over scalp with the utmost delicacy ; the work is fine , but dangerous .  shaving fine fuzz back down close to the scalp , inked skin along digits catching light . distraction , a movement from the peripheral . no startle , though the slightest jolt ; the blade is sharp , and unintentional movement begets unwanted wound . a fine sliver of ruby blood , bright against dark scalp .  ❛ dammit . ❜

                 ❛ hand me that cloth , will you ? ❜   knowing it is best not to touch the wounds , thick fingers wisely stay away from open skin .             @facemewest

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I’ve been talking about this for the last three days in our group chat , but what d.utch does to the wa.piti is heinous . You can play it off as though he really needed a distraction , but it what white people have been doing to natives , before and after the instillation and forced habituation of reservations . Playing natives against their doubts , prejudices , or righteous anger  ; Playing the whole white ally gig , and purposely fucking them over . He essentially [indirectly] killed a line of succession for the chief , murdered the remaining son of a family that probably already on it’s last legs . r.ains falls , e.agle flies, and everyone on that reservation went through so much. 

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PONDERING SMALL ADVENTURES , THINKING OF SMALL FEARS THAT ONCE SEEMED SO GREAT     /      beyond all that in truth  ,  there once was trust between the two of them . maybe it still LINGERED , like an open wound . but distaste festered , infectious gangrene eats here . gratitude out weights all , though ; tracker had found family , non blood kin but kin here . they had looked to quiver clenched in strong hands , no prejudice ; and that in itself was new in a post - war , post - manifest , america .   ❛ i mean this with all due respect : what you’re doing with the tribe ... it’s going to kill them .  ❜         @derlinde

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                     IN THESE EYES , THERE IS EVERYTHING ,  FOREVER SHARP AND ALL SEEING     /    beloved curls take his wandering gaze ;  standing close enough to see the sun glisten against their curls , their skin , and beyond .  so say , smitten smile and the griefest glimpse of dirty teeth . a lesson taken in ettique , gleaned really . broad hands held out , hoping but not demanding . anxiety rears , foolishly ; they cannot see it , but they hold so much sway over horse man unmounted .  ❛ i wasn’t going to ask how you got up there , but honestly ? i’m curious now .  you could have hired someone to fix that. ❜       @fleewest

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so I am going to write a bit . You can like this post for a very short starter .

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charles go OUGH

                                ❛   OUGH !  ❜

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how this used to feel so far and free. now these broken souls are all I see . Fists have fallen to our sides ; we may cry alone , i feel we know where all of this is headed but my mama said :  KEEP ALL YOUR DREAMS , KEEP STANDING TALL . IF YOU ARE STRONG , YOU CANNOT FALL . a private , headcanon based charles smith rp blog , by Rabbit. 

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van der linde gang members + wearing their masks

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tag dump.