wicked-bitch-of-thewest:

casualcurses:

May the thin line of dust never brush into the dustpan.

This curse is not casual. This is the sort of curse that is only mentioned in hushed whispers, if at all. The sort of curse that is so wretched, you must defeat a many headed hydra, then pass Twelve Dread Trials simply to read it, and you only do so with the knowledge that it may melt the flesh of your face off like it was an Unholy Ark. The knowledge is Too Much. None should have this power