Let Them Know That You Grind Skulls To Dust. Let Them Know That You Eat Corpses Like A Lion.

“Let them know that you grind skulls to dust. Let them know that you eat corpses like a lion.”

— Enheduanna, Enheduana: The Complete Poems of the World’s First Author, to Inanna

I did this

i think that killing a dragon should have catastrophic nuclear-fallout level environmental consequences tbh. their blood should scorch and wither the earth with fire and poison, the toxic fumes released as they decay should choke the land and all nearby living creatures, and the entire landscape where they fell should be transformed into a blighted wasteland where bleached leviathan bones loom upwards out of the ground as a warning that can be seen from miles away, the boundary markers of an exclusion zone.

*slaps roof of Paradigm*

This baby can fit so many contradictory layers

double crowns crunching on chocolate chip cookies and tangerines, gazing into the neverending reverberating vortex of bloodstained glass forever churning below