Faith
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You put on a faith facade,
Think you're holy when you're not.
I hate to break it to you baby,
But you're simply lost.
Kitsune | Female | Japanese | Ancient
There is a tale of a creature of old, a being that does not remember where it began but only knows where it may end. She rose with the passing of cold waves, and she road in the chilled breeze of the winter evening. A vixen with a coat white as snow that glimmered with a touch of frost in their very strands; a woman who walked upon the snow and left no footprints to be followed. It is said she would lure away those who did not deserve the grace of the world. Some have worshiped her as a benevolent spirit that protected young maids from unions that they did not desire. Others have cursed her as a wicked creature that lurks in the light to lure man to his doom.
Did you believe in myths?
If so, which rumor did you believe in...?