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hi, reblogging this again as her family has like $15 after bills and still has medical, food, and pet related expenses to cover. even just interacting with this post or with his tweet is a huge help, one of her writing examples is attached under the cut if you wanted to see it and there's more on her carrd on his twitter page.

The walk through the forest was refreshing. She could let herself take in the gorgeous scenery, let her lungs fill with the air she had been yearning for. At last, she knew she was free, no longer bound by the shackles that Serpenti had given her so long ago. She was a dog set loose, being released from her duties. She would never have to attend to that constant beck and call ever again. It was a relief.

Even with the unstable ground beneath her, Lyra easily kept her balance. She followed every turn and twist of the path, humming a pleasant tune to fill the silence around her. She had never been one to enjoy silence, especially not when her mind was racing like this- it had been a while since she had a victim she loved hanging heavy on her mind.

She had already wrapped her head around why she did it. Truly, to her, it was mercy- and it was a soft callback to when she had done the very same thing the first time. It had been more gruesome when she first did it, considering her choice of weapon, but this was still awfully close. She couldn’t help but feel like Adeline would be disappointed in her. She had taken yet another life, all for her selfish desires. It quenched the bloodthirst she had grown used to since her teen years. This time, though, it gave her a chance to escape the confines of Hollywood. This entire trip was her escape route. Going to a place where he couldn’t find her, where she was utterly unreachable no matter what. And now, she could go wherever she wished. She didn’t have to return to the cage, which was the red carpet, and that dull house that felt so empty without her presence.

The thought made her chuckle to herself. Even if word got out about what she had done, there was always another route she could take to get away. She had made it her goal for years to not get caught, and from the looks of it, she’s done perfectly. Clean up every crime scene, show sympathy to the people who mourn that she knows, attend the funerals, and watch from afar. She felt lucky that she could put her skills to use in a place such as the Dome, even if she had to be puppeted the entire time.

Eventually, Lyra stumbled upon the cabin. It wasn’t something that she had a taste for, but it was better than staying out in the harsh, deeply wooded area that stood high around her. She entered the cabin with a hum and went straight for the kitchen, looking down at the letter that had been left behind for her in utter disgust.

She poked at the envelope for a moment before barely picking it up with her nails, dragging the sharp edge on the underside of the flap to open it. Carefully, she pulled out the plane ticket awaiting her, her expression softening as she saw the location. Just as she had requested- finally, that serpent had done her some good for once. Perhaps her efforts wouldn’t be for nothing after all.

After tucking the ticket back into the envelope, she found herself a place to rest, draping herself over the chair that finally let her give her feet a rest. Hanging her head over the armrest, she took off her ring and held it up in front of her in a spot where the light hit it just right. A golden snake, adorned with a few genuine diamonds- it had always been her favorite piece from the Serpenti collection.

“I’m quite surprised no one pieced together that I was just a scapegoat for our dear ‘Serpenti’. The letters, the writing, the name… I’m disappointed that no one is a connoisseur of jewelry in that Dome. Even with Bulgari’s popularity, it seems no one was familiar with it,” she sighed, looking towards nowhere in particular. “I suppose that means that my job was well done. I took the fall, led them on, watched their every move, and found who was vulnerable… the persona of ‘Serpenti’ can no longer be used now that I’ve departed. I do wonder what they plan to do next to cover up their tracks… or perhaps they’ll finally give up. Those poor, poor souls have no idea what evil has been alongside them all this time…” A long silence filled the cabin as she fiddled with the ring, eventually sliding it back on her hand carefully as she relaxed into the chair. She let her eyes close before she started singing a gentle song to herself.

Stars shining bright above you,

Night breezes seem to whisper “I love you”,

Birds singin’ in the sycamore tree, Dream a little dream of me…

Say, “Nighty night” and kiss me, Just hold me tight and tell me you’ll miss me,

While I’m alone and blue as can be,

Dream a little dream of me…

…Goodnight, Lyra Bardot.

May love return to you and heal whatever remains of your broken heart,

May the little girl you lost so long ago finally return and give you a warm embrace,

And finally,

May the Lord have mercy on a woman as cruel as you.

(again if you liked this there's more on his carrd, any commission or donation or engagement with these posts helps and thanks for reading)

hi everyone !! bit of an unusually personal post for me, but my gf is having trouble affording some necessities right now and so has opened emergency art and writing commissions. some of his art examples are attached to this post, and writing examples can be found on her page. please consider commissioning or donating if you can. https://x.com/starfrxst/status/1924267141911486800?s=46&t=S3IYDjeS_VhSUc4A7Nov1w

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Julia Soboleva

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The Drowned Halls

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X-ray of a statue of the Virgin Mary.

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The fallen angel and the son of God

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angels, angels everywhere

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Portraits

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I am happy because everyone loves me

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sacrificial//sacred

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hi everyone !! bit of an unusually personal post for me, but my gf is having trouble affording some necessities right now and so has opened emergency art and writing commissions. some of his art examples are attached to this post, and writing examples can be found on her page. please consider commissioning or donating if you can. https://x.com/starfrxst/status/1924267141911486800?s=46&t=S3IYDjeS_VhSUc4A7Nov1w

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"Today was supposed to be our anniversary"

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Major human pastimes:

frying dough

classifying things and then arguing about the classifications

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two unrelated shards of porcelain that fit perfectly together