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death by misadventure

this reads how my brain thinks

i swear i must’ve just been significantly stupider the past 2 times i tried and failed to read this

"Our souls, shamewounded by our sins, cling to us yet more, a woman to her lover clinging, the more the more. She trusts me, her hand gentle, the longlashed eyes. Now where the blue hell am I bringing her beyond the veil? Into the ineluctable modality of the ineluctable visuality. She, she, she. What she?"

james dont do this to me rn