Cursed Bones and Ruin

I am tested, and I always fail. These cursed bones grind to dust. This thick blood congeals. I could try to be better, but I turn from grace and willingly fall into ruin.

A shaggy black creature stands in a dim exhibit room beside a hanging human skeleton and other bones. The dramatic text humorously treats personal failure and moral collapse like a doomed fantasy-monster origin story, making it useful as an absurd reaction to repeated failure or self-sabotage.

• @rzeczyzabawne / 2675 2022-10-27