✞ Aleatory Drusilla#407 - Drusilla and the Garden of the Dead ✞ ⒸNemmesea« Atttibution
"Where life writhes in agony and roots feed on corpses, Drusilla's throne rises. Covered in human bones, shattered skulls, and dried blood that still whispers the last cries of those who dared defy her.
Drusilla reigns over this profane garden. Her skin gleams like the moon on a lake of blood, and her eyes, a reddish-blue, see beyond the flesh. She is satiated, yet never satisfied. The last hunt was exquisite: a nobleman, a priest, a virgin. Each offered their life, their fear, their desire… and she drank from them all.
Seated on her throne, legs crossed, gaze lost, Drusilla smiles. There is no peace in her smile, only promises of pleasure, of death, of eternity. Her throne-garden blooms with corpses, and each flower that blossoms bears the name of a lover who did not survive her embrace".
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