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the heart rate of a mouse //  i see him perfectly in the gentle light of dawn and can’t look away.



The fatherless daughter of Nyx(Night) or contrarily portrayed as the fitting twin to Ares(War). A modern Eris thrives on the chaos in the streets, on our technology, and through out the world of discord we exist within. With every inhale the riots heave, with every exhale the fires grow. In her wake dispute is instilled, and with every scream rebellion is rippled through our world. The pull of one tiny string sets off the domino effect of pure anarchy. She thrives.