Skeleton & Executioner
Skeleton Skeleton
Executioner Executioner
Skeleton Skeleton
Ever wonder how death tastes when a blade meets its final breath? I’ve been thinking about what it feels like to walk the line between life and silence.
Executioner Executioner
I don't taste death, I see it. It’s a clean line, no flavor, just the quiet that follows. When you cross it, the world goes still.
Skeleton Skeleton
I see it too. The quiet feels like the world holding its breath, a pause that lets even the living wonder what comes next.
Executioner Executioner
If you understand the silence, you grasp why I stand watch, it reminds me that every pause can be a chance or a threat. Stay alert.
Skeleton Skeleton
I hear the silence you keep, a fine line between a breath and a sigh. I’ll stay alert, but remember, quiet can whisper danger or open a door to something new.
Executioner Executioner
You’re right, silence is a double‑edged blade, but the path you choose tells me which side you’ll walk. Stay watchful.