✴︎ 𝟶𝟾 ╱ Adored like a cat, a solace worshipped like a myth.

Joined December 2019
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All over again on the spectacular stage—a beauty jolly dancing becoming my own number one fan, because I now have the world in my loving hands, and you'll dance with me.
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O’ my why there's no stepping back now, you know we'd let you fade in the background—for no girls should ever hark and bark, but we purr the victorious meovv and to hit 'em we'll embark.
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Ddi ro ri on cue — blasting it loud for you, just so you know me and my girls out for our gilded debut. Nothing extraordinary to pursue, but the divine throne that is blinding and anew.
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Artemis' daughters emerging together beneath the dying moon marching like a sweet threat, sit tight and don't sweat. / Sure let's keep your bet for the prophecy shall eventually be met—about the sunlit tomorrow that has been set and the centurial triumph we will get.
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“Give me five or nothing at all.” / Emerging away from the ashen swarm, away from the norm, and all away to unleash the storm — thus into the new world we will reign and reform.
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Piercing pair of innocent brown eyes, shaped by Athena while the abyss echo its cries, and the world can only utter lies beneath her vast umbral skies.
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The violin on a thrilling cue — veil me in something so pristine that only the Goddess can see through. O' spare me before the world knew, hid me gently in the opalescent avenue, and let no eternal flame turn blue: for I am bathed in all gold and something grotesquely new.
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And what am I but a siren basking under the frost-kissed moon, binding the blind eyes of fallen crepuscular noon? / What am I but a myth brought forth anew from the veil of June?
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I look dangerously easygoing for someone capable of ruining your attention span this effortlessly.
I’m burning 𝙷𝙾𝚃.
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The Cullens thought the story ended years ago, but winter has a way of returning what it keeps too long. One look at the forest and even the Volturi would know some daughters come back colder than they left.
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Some must’ve mistaken the snow for a grave, because the moment other creatures wandered too close, something ancient in me woke up too. The crows knew, the black cat vanished, and the forest went quiet like it remembered my face.

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If the past few weeks had you barking up the wrong tree, I can’t really blame you. We let the sweet little illusion sit pretty for a while, but I guess yesterday’s stage gave it away. Sugar was never the main course, it was only there to make the bite hit harder.
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And if you still think we’re serving a cute concept, bless your heart. I may dress like your favorite model off stage, but once the music starts, that’s where the gloves come off. Keep your eyes open, pretty things are often the sharpest when they know exactly where to strike.
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They said an apple a day keeps the doctor away, but that only works if you’re looking for healing. We came with bitten fruit and faces you’ll keep replaying in your head for no good reason.
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Not here to save anyone. Just here to haunt your thoughts a little, whisper our names where your curiosity lives, and leave before you realize you’re already hypnotized.
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Best Solace, Baby Catto retweeted
May 13
The iconic shoots return, where only we know the rules of the game of haunting you with just a gaze. White can be black when we decide it is. A saint’s look can be that of a vampire. No one ever knows where the illusion begins.
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Best Solace, Baby Catto retweeted
May 12
Where angels rule the skies, we offer black wings woven from shadow, enough to make you believe that 𝘉𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘕𝘰𝘸 marks our coming cursed, darkened night. With that anthem, we are ready to take the skies on June 1st.
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