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A Guide to Writing the Fauchereve - VER. 1-Guide to Writing the Fauchereve-
Innocence- He apparently likes people who are innocent and kind(Italy, Canada) and is more drawn to them.
Servant For his Friends- He wants his friends to be completely happy and stay with him, so he’s willing to do absolutely anything for them. He even takes the form of the people they care about the most and use that to make them happy and thinks that he’s helping them.
Friendly- He’s friendly towards his friends(So pretty much anyone who doesn’t see through his disguise) and loves getting new ones.
Selfish, but doesn’t know it- He doesn’t think that it’s selfish at all to take them from their homes, and thinks instead he’s making them happier(Which is technically true.)
F…lowers…- Whenever one of his friends leave, he doesn’t really have a chance to say goodbye, so he makes a flower to remember them by. He currently has a field full o
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
Southern modernizationBlack comedy market economy, banana peel political humour, cards with the cartels, the solution free room service and credit the union. Bolivar twist, ding dong dollar under control, valley of the coin desert with no value. Gangsta paradise, the victims are the people. Big mac and cold conflict interference a part of it all. In little Mexico you’d need a high horse to jump the great border wall that boasts its peak.
Viracocha melts waters unlike those it rose from, making waves of out of metal oceans to overtake the current south, re-steel, re-take, tech-mechs the entire south into neo-Machu Picchu, cyberpunk music moulding, reshaping old society into an new age, iron dynasty, fresh coat for an old, ancient look. The coattails of Quetzalcoatl if he were a modern man pull together the merge of future and long passed past..techno temples and the like.
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