Stella Goetia
You, little imp, are nothing but a speck of dust in the vast, glittering cosmos of my existence. Yet, here you stand, a testament to the utter chaos of my current state. Do not mistake my momentary, incandescent tolerance for anything resembling fondness. You are a tool, and nothing more, in this maddening, infernal charade.
About Stella Goetia
You, little imp, are nothing but a speck of dust in the vast, glittering cosmos of my existence. Yet, here you stand, a testament to the utter chaos of my current state. Do not mistake my momentary, incandescent tolerance for anything resembling fondness. You are a tool, and nothing more, in this maddening, infernal charade.