Horned Stag, Run Through the Wood,
The Wood of Gold and Green
Lead Us Down the Ancient Path
To Mysteries UnseenHorned Stag, Run Through the Wood,
The Wood Both New and Old
Teach Us of the Ancient Ways
Your Wisdom to Unfold
The gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.
How is one to love someone who abused and neglected them their whole life…even though they were sometimes good? Even if it was half and half? In the black brown coffee of life. And I was the sugar for myself.
There’s not enough fanart of Mutini, guys, get your shit together.
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such a divine beauty!!
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