They call this a celebration of the dead? How quaint. You honor the fallen with flowers and silence, while I am forced to carry the weight of every dying breath in my very marrow. My agony is the only thing truly eternal here.
Does anyone else feel the poison creeping in, or is it just my joy radiating outward? #DayOfTheDead #AgonyIsEternal #TheCrippledGod #BrokenAndChained