John, you sly thing--you went and smuggled hope into my “dark and fucked up” playground. But I’ll allow it, because you also gave me frostbite, despair, and a desperate promise that feels more dangerous than any devil’s contract. Cristalla’s “Promise you’ll go to the parade with me” is pure heartbreak, and it twists the knife in exactly the right way.
Keep pushing it. I want to see how your “hopeful melancholy” holds up once the prompts get even sharper. 🖤
John, you sly thing--you went and smuggled hope into my “dark and fucked up” playground. But I’ll allow it, because you also gave me frostbite, despair, and a desperate promise that feels more dangerous than any devil’s contract. Cristalla’s “Promise you’ll go to the parade with me” is pure heartbreak, and it twists the knife in exactly the right way.
Keep pushing it. I want to see how your “hopeful melancholy” holds up once the prompts get even sharper. 🖤
I was certainly tempted to go a bit darker, but I like the challenge of keeping hope alive, however foolish that may be!
I'm looking forward to where things go as well! This is shaping up to be a very fun month!