"IF THE MOON SMILED, SHE WOULD RESEMBLE YOU.
YOU LEAVE THE SAME IMPRESSION
OF SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL, BUT ANNIHILATING.”
You are daughter of the stars and destruction, born from the same hands that pin death in the skies as constellations. Something quivers and moans under your skin; phantoms trapped between two worlds, darkness you swallowed whole with premature gums. You don’t need a house to be haunted. You grin, turn the moon over in your smile. All you need is your rune-marked bones, a body promised to crackling skies and howling winds. Death croons within you, burning offerings to lost humanity in the quiet ends of your fingertips, torch held above your head. These days, everybody’s already dead.
You strike your last match, and wait.
This is my Sun and Moon sign combination… For my basic nature, it is definitely correct on a lot of levels, however different things have influenced me and my basic nature has been subdued, even beaten down.
This is just too cute, and so true.