Multitudes Of Catt

multitudes of catt

A teardrop fell from the child's dewy eyes, as stars showered from the sky.

This is the industry. Did you know that? You're but cattle on a conveyer, on a chain-linked collar lead to the priest's heretical pyre. This is how we feed the great machine. Ever since this concrete hell of lead and rebar was raised above the heavens, God was buried far beneath to make space. This city has become his coffin. With no higher hand, the son now unhung from his cross to be cast beneath the dirt, who else have we left to worship than the cold industry precipitate on his throne?

yeah sure i'll post that

NONBINARY DANTE BLAST

its so cool that gender has never mattered in projmoons stories and there are plenty of gnc characters <3