If these pale bones could sway
They would march to a funeral song
And pull their milky way across the yard
They would not wish to keep
You tethered to their arms
They would not wish to carry on too farWith no sorrow
Ask no greater pardon
Than the pattern
Time is carving in your skin– ♪
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concept illustration i did a while ago for an au where dave dies in a car crash and rose basically goes off the grimdark deep end and uses old, really bad news magic to resurrect him
it
doesn’t really work out like she planned


