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The blood of the covenant by CamilleDuDemon for lunaticaxmente, Sleepy_Anger
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
24 Oct 2024
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Reading is a good compromise. It helps filtering out the obnoxious mechanical ticking, keeps his eyes from watching the hands go round at a snail’s pace until his eyes burn and the slightly fluorescent material bleeds all over the clock, all over the pristine walls, pooling at his feet and sucking him in with a sickening sound of fizzing bubbles. Mark swallows, wets his lips. Tick-tock-tick-tock. He reads about one peculiar bioluminescent mushroom that’s safe to eat once it’s been soaked in saltwater - the ratio being 1:1 - for at least thirty-six hours and it’s considered a delicacy in some remote parts of the world. His heartbeat mimics the slow, heavy grinding of the cogs turning torturously inside the wooden ribcage of the clock, a metallic whirr digging deep within Mark’s ears, shoved like an icepick through some very vital part of his brain – the damage is done, otherwise he wouldn’t be here, squirming in his seat and nervously chewing on his own breath, hoping to steady it a little. Do you know, liebling, that Amanita Muscaria is edible, if cooked the right way? It wouldn’t kill you, it would only make you feel lightheaded for a while.
On some days, Mark can't actually tell what's normal anymore.
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The blood of the covenant by CamilleDuDemon
Published: 2024-10-24
Work/Series ID: 60022219Relationship Tags:
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Reading is a good compromise. It helps filtering out the obnoxious mechanical ticking, keeps his eyes from watching the hands go round at a snail’s pace until his eyes burn and the slightly fluorescent material bleeds all over the clock, all over the pristine walls, pooling at his feet and sucking him in with a sickening sound of fizzing bubbles. Mark swallows, wets his lips. Tick-tock-tick-tock. He reads about one peculiar bioluminescent mushroom that’s safe to eat once it’s been soaked in saltwater - the ratio being 1:1 - for at least thirty-six hours and it’s considered a delicacy in some remote parts of the world. His heartbeat mimics the slow, heavy grinding of the cogs turning torturously inside the wooden ribcage of the clock, a metallic whirr digging deep within Mark’s ears, shoved like an icepick through some very vital part of his brain – the damage is done, otherwise he wouldn’t be here, squirming in his seat and nervously chewing on his own breath, hoping to steady it a little. Do you know, liebling, that Amanita Muscaria is edible, if cooked the right way? It wouldn’t kill you, it would only make you feel lightheaded for a while.
On some days, Mark can't actually tell what's normal anymore.
(Approximate) Last Read: 2024/10/28
There’s nothing in this world Mark could love more than he loves Sebastian, with the desperate love a fighting dog bears for the hand that feeds it and cages it, and there will never be anything Mark will despise more, but love and hate are intertwined concepts, and what’s freedom if not another cage in which humans put themselves under the naive illusion of breaking a generational curse?
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There is something almost poetic in the way he looks exactly like everything he is – too old for his age. Too young for his skin. A court jester. A monster. A genius. A scholar, perpetually hungry for knowledge. A caring husband. A torturer.
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because when you stare long enough into the abyss and the abyss stares right back at you, there’s no real coming back. When you marry it, you’re as good as lost yourself.