charnel

I’ll answer your acting... ‌with some directing of my own.

I messed up and made mistakes. I feel the weight of regret. Walking forward, eyes open. I will face them and make repairs.

"about medusa" -Sometimes I think of you, Medusa. Inside your temple, grieving, surrounded by hundreds of stone statues. Men who came to kill you and never returned, called lost heroes, warriors, demi-gods, while you were called monster, gorgon, terror. (Because stories are always written by men.) But this was never a story about a monster. It was always about a woman who burned for the sin of a sea god, a pawn in an ancient game where fate would never let her win. You did not desecrate what was sacred, he did.