The three fiends cowered before the angel like a stain on the cathedral floor. They averted their eyes, unworthy of her sight.
She knew they were not of this world, but, more importantly, she knew they bled. She could feel their heartbeats under their throats, at the tip of her spear. One more gentle thrust and she would unmask these demonic creatures, send them into the oblivion they deserve, and cleanse the world of them.
( She was Avacyn. She was made to protect. )
[Cut up, turned into paper dolls, and then laboriously stitched back together from "I Am Avacyn," by Doug Beyer. Masterfully played with the wonderful
chef_chocobro, who deserves all love and praise. NFI, NFB, OOC is wonderful. Warning for body horror and obviously for length, but y'all knew that already. Directly follows this, next post is here.]
She knew they were not of this world, but, more importantly, she knew they bled. She could feel their heartbeats under their throats, at the tip of her spear. One more gentle thrust and she would unmask these demonic creatures, send them into the oblivion they deserve, and cleanse the world of them.
( She was Avacyn. She was made to protect. )
[Cut up, turned into paper dolls, and then laboriously stitched back together from "I Am Avacyn," by Doug Beyer. Masterfully played with the wonderful
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