††† Emilia Glazkov †††
@thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net
🖤 SIN EATER 🖤 The Advocate for The Black Rainbow. Personal assistant to @thespiraleffect.net. (Roleplay)
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗚𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀
𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗼𝘄
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐄
𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈
OF GODS
EMPIRES
AND KINGS
for @xwf99.bsky.social
w/ Dr. Holly Cambric
vs TheSEBEmpire
and King
↓ 🅂 🅈 🄽 🄾 🄿 🅂 🄸 🅂 ↓
𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗼𝘄
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐄
𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈
OF GODS
EMPIRES
AND KINGS
for @xwf99.bsky.social
w/ Dr. Holly Cambric
vs TheSEBEmpire
and King
↓ 🅂 🅈 🄽 🄾 🄿 🅂 🄸 🅂 ↓
June 29, 2025 at 5:27 AM
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗚𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀
𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗼𝘄
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐄
𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈
OF GODS
EMPIRES
AND KINGS
for @xwf99.bsky.social
w/ Dr. Holly Cambric
vs TheSEBEmpire
and King
↓ 🅂 🅈 🄽 🄾 🄿 🅂 🄸 🅂 ↓
𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗼𝘄
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐄
𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈
OF GODS
EMPIRES
AND KINGS
for @xwf99.bsky.social
w/ Dr. Holly Cambric
vs TheSEBEmpire
and King
↓ 🅂 🅈 🄽 🄾 🄿 🅂 🄸 🅂 ↓
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗚𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗼𝘄
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐄
𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐕𝐈
B L O O D
N O T
W A S T E D
for @elitewrestorg.bsky.social
thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net/blood-not-wa...
↓ ᴇxᴄᴇʀᴘᴛ ɪɴ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ↓
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐄
𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐕𝐈
B L O O D
N O T
W A S T E D
for @elitewrestorg.bsky.social
thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net/blood-not-wa...
↓ ᴇxᴄᴇʀᴘᴛ ɪɴ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ↓
BLOOD NOT WASTED - Thrust-n-Deep - the Emilia Glaskov Story
In Gate VI—After her loss to Matthew Knox, Emilia Glazkov spirals into hunger and silence, retreating into Obsidian to feed on sin and drown her pride. But what begins as personal failure is slowly re...
thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net
June 21, 2025 at 11:28 PM
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗚𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗼𝘄
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐄
𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐕𝐈
B L O O D
N O T
W A S T E D
for @elitewrestorg.bsky.social
thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net/blood-not-wa...
↓ ᴇxᴄᴇʀᴘᴛ ɪɴ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ↓
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐄
𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐕𝐈
B L O O D
N O T
W A S T E D
for @elitewrestorg.bsky.social
thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net/blood-not-wa...
↓ ᴇxᴄᴇʀᴘᴛ ɪɴ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ↓
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗚𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗼𝘄
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐄
𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐕𝐈
ＴＨＥ
ＬＥＦＴ
ＨＡＮＤ
for @xwf99.bsky.social
vs Dickie Watson
thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net/the-left-hand/
↓ ᴇxᴄᴇʀᴘᴛ ɪɴ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ↓
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐄
𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐕𝐈
ＴＨＥ
ＬＥＦＴ
ＨＡＮＤ
for @xwf99.bsky.social
vs Dickie Watson
thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net/the-left-hand/
↓ ᴇxᴄᴇʀᴘᴛ ɪɴ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ↓
THE LEFT HAND - Thrust-n-Deep - the Emilia Glaskov Story
Gate VI: The Left Hand—Two weeks before her return to the ring, Emilia Glazkov is summoned to the Starless Baptistery and named the Left Hand of Maraeth. Sent to XWF as both Advocate and omen, she del...
thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net
June 15, 2025 at 6:15 AM
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗚𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗼𝘄
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐄
𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐕𝐈
ＴＨＥ
ＬＥＦＴ
ＨＡＮＤ
for @xwf99.bsky.social
vs Dickie Watson
thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net/the-left-hand/
↓ ᴇxᴄᴇʀᴘᴛ ɪɴ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ↓
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐄
𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐕𝐈
ＴＨＥ
ＬＥＦＴ
ＨＡＮＤ
for @xwf99.bsky.social
vs Dickie Watson
thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net/the-left-hand/
↓ ᴇxᴄᴇʀᴘᴛ ɪɴ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ↓
Reposted by ††† Emilia Glazkov †††
*also, V mentioned that managed to find someone who she's gonna commissioned to do the art of "Project VSL"(with the help of one @thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net ) few days ago. For now, they must prepare for her solo EU/UK Tour, which will run next month to August*
June 11, 2025 at 2:25 PM
*also, V mentioned that managed to find someone who she's gonna commissioned to do the art of "Project VSL"(with the help of one @thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net ) few days ago. For now, they must prepare for her solo EU/UK Tour, which will run next month to August*
Reposted by ††† Emilia Glazkov †††
//The spiral winds forward.
A door reopens in 2000.
A promise breaks in 2025.
Elle saw it once.
Sev walked through it.
And Polly?
She doesn’t even know it’s already open.
Docs link: bit.ly/4jE0VSt
Forum link: bit.ly/EMM010
#PollyPingotti #SCW #THOTFfallout
A door reopens in 2000.
A promise breaks in 2025.
Elle saw it once.
Sev walked through it.
And Polly?
She doesn’t even know it’s already open.
Docs link: bit.ly/4jE0VSt
Forum link: bit.ly/EMM010
#PollyPingotti #SCW #THOTFfallout
June 11, 2025 at 5:23 AM
//The spiral winds forward.
A door reopens in 2000.
A promise breaks in 2025.
Elle saw it once.
Sev walked through it.
And Polly?
She doesn’t even know it’s already open.
Docs link: bit.ly/4jE0VSt
Forum link: bit.ly/EMM010
#PollyPingotti #SCW #THOTFfallout
A door reopens in 2000.
A promise breaks in 2025.
Elle saw it once.
Sev walked through it.
And Polly?
She doesn’t even know it’s already open.
Docs link: bit.ly/4jE0VSt
Forum link: bit.ly/EMM010
#PollyPingotti #SCW #THOTFfallout
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maybe on bluesky i
can post photos without
stuck up greek cunt
making me feel ugly.
⠀
maybe on bluesky i
can post photos without
stuck up greek cunt
making me feel ugly.
⠀
June 9, 2025 at 8:40 PM
⠀
maybe on bluesky i
can post photos without
stuck up greek cunt
making me feel ugly.
⠀
maybe on bluesky i
can post photos without
stuck up greek cunt
making me feel ugly.
⠀
I AM AUNTIE EMI
June 7, 2025 at 6:27 PM
I AM AUNTIE EMI
⠀
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗚𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗼𝘄
ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴄʏᴄʟᴇ - ɢᴀᴛᴇ ᴠ
𝐀𝐋𝐋
𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄
𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒
𝐈𝐍
𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐓
@elitewrestorg.bsky.social #BlackRainbow
⠀
thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net/all-love-end...
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗚𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗼𝘄
ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴄʏᴄʟᴇ - ɢᴀᴛᴇ ᴠ
𝐀𝐋𝐋
𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄
𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒
𝐈𝐍
𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐓
@elitewrestorg.bsky.social #BlackRainbow
⠀
thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net/all-love-end...
ALL LOVE ENDS IN SALT - Thrust-n-Deep - the Emilia Glaskov Story
In Gate V, Emilia reflects on a message, a visitation from Maræth, and her first offering to the Elite Wrestling Organization. Sent to face Matt Knox, a man rotting in the myth of his own endurance, E...
thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net
June 7, 2025 at 2:21 AM
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𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗚𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗼𝘄
ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴄʏᴄʟᴇ - ɢᴀᴛᴇ ᴠ
𝐀𝐋𝐋
𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄
𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒
𝐈𝐍
𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐓
@elitewrestorg.bsky.social #BlackRainbow
⠀
thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net/all-love-end...
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗚𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗯𝗼𝘄
ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴄʏᴄʟᴇ - ɢᴀᴛᴇ ᴠ
𝐀𝐋𝐋
𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄
𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒
𝐈𝐍
𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐓
@elitewrestorg.bsky.social #BlackRainbow
⠀
thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net/all-love-end...
Reposted by ††† Emilia Glazkov †††
*is still remembering her dunking a glass of alcohol filled with black worms the other day while meeting with @thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net--*
June 6, 2025 at 2:54 AM
*is still remembering her dunking a glass of alcohol filled with black worms the other day while meeting with @thrustndeep.thespiraleffect.net--*
June 6, 2025 at 2:48 AM
eat your fist?
not even first date
and you want to start there?
i am surprised, rora.
and intrigued.
not even first date
and you want to start there?
i am surprised, rora.
and intrigued.
June 4, 2025 at 4:53 AM
eat your fist?
not even first date
and you want to start there?
i am surprised, rora.
and intrigued.
not even first date
and you want to start there?
i am surprised, rora.
and intrigued.
you are not night.
you are shadow cast
by something greater
you refuse to name.
do not mistake my grace
for mercy.
i did not write to court you.
i wrote to mark you.
and now,
you are numbered.
wait.
perhaps i
do want you.
you are shadow cast
by something greater
you refuse to name.
do not mistake my grace
for mercy.
i did not write to court you.
i wrote to mark you.
and now,
you are numbered.
wait.
perhaps i
do want you.
June 4, 2025 at 4:27 AM
you are not night.
you are shadow cast
by something greater
you refuse to name.
do not mistake my grace
for mercy.
i did not write to court you.
i wrote to mark you.
and now,
you are numbered.
wait.
perhaps i
do want you.
you are shadow cast
by something greater
you refuse to name.
do not mistake my grace
for mercy.
i did not write to court you.
i wrote to mark you.
and now,
you are numbered.
wait.
perhaps i
do want you.
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to @aurora6s.bsky.social
you spoke of heads.
as if black rainbow was ever one body.
as if gorgo was ever the end.
as if she could speak of death without tasting it.
i do not walk.
i do not knock.
i arrive.
and when i do—
light trembles.
and girls forget how to breathe.
⠀
to @aurora6s.bsky.social
you spoke of heads.
as if black rainbow was ever one body.
as if gorgo was ever the end.
as if she could speak of death without tasting it.
i do not walk.
i do not knock.
i arrive.
and when i do—
light trembles.
and girls forget how to breathe.
⠀
June 3, 2025 at 8:39 PM
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to @aurora6s.bsky.social
you spoke of heads.
as if black rainbow was ever one body.
as if gorgo was ever the end.
as if she could speak of death without tasting it.
i do not walk.
i do not knock.
i arrive.
and when i do—
light trembles.
and girls forget how to breathe.
⠀
to @aurora6s.bsky.social
you spoke of heads.
as if black rainbow was ever one body.
as if gorgo was ever the end.
as if she could speak of death without tasting it.
i do not walk.
i do not knock.
i arrive.
and when i do—
light trembles.
and girls forget how to breathe.
⠀
you hate that i
look like this
that i write
like this
that i am not like you
that i never want to be
you hate me so much
you are blind to knife
in my hand
ready to shove
into your back.
until you feel it
the blade between skin
and i
thrust
in
deep.
look like this
that i write
like this
that i am not like you
that i never want to be
you hate me so much
you are blind to knife
in my hand
ready to shove
into your back.
until you feel it
the blade between skin
and i
thrust
in
deep.
June 2, 2025 at 8:56 PM
you hate that i
look like this
that i write
like this
that i am not like you
that i never want to be
you hate me so much
you are blind to knife
in my hand
ready to shove
into your back.
until you feel it
the blade between skin
and i
thrust
in
deep.
look like this
that i write
like this
that i am not like you
that i never want to be
you hate me so much
you are blind to knife
in my hand
ready to shove
into your back.
until you feel it
the blade between skin
and i
thrust
in
deep.
no filter. no edit.
just lace, hips, and control issues.
say something stupid.
i am bored and need someone to ruin.
just lace, hips, and control issues.
say something stupid.
i am bored and need someone to ruin.
June 1, 2025 at 8:07 AM
no filter. no edit.
just lace, hips, and control issues.
say something stupid.
i am bored and need someone to ruin.
just lace, hips, and control issues.
say something stupid.
i am bored and need someone to ruin.
lace cannot match liturgy.
you wear skin like decoration.
i wear mine like scripture.
when i sit on red sheets
i do not pose.
i do not pout for attention.
i summon.
so enjoy your moment.
bathe in likes.
count your compliments.
you need adoration.
i need only the silence that follows my name.
you wear skin like decoration.
i wear mine like scripture.
when i sit on red sheets
i do not pose.
i do not pout for attention.
i summon.
so enjoy your moment.
bathe in likes.
count your compliments.
you need adoration.
i need only the silence that follows my name.
June 1, 2025 at 2:43 AM
lace cannot match liturgy.
you wear skin like decoration.
i wear mine like scripture.
when i sit on red sheets
i do not pose.
i do not pout for attention.
i summon.
so enjoy your moment.
bathe in likes.
count your compliments.
you need adoration.
i need only the silence that follows my name.
you wear skin like decoration.
i wear mine like scripture.
when i sit on red sheets
i do not pose.
i do not pout for attention.
i summon.
so enjoy your moment.
bathe in likes.
count your compliments.
you need adoration.
i need only the silence that follows my name.
she dances in circles she did not draw.
tells stories with no tongue.
pretends veil has closed.
but veil remembers.
door long sealed
now hums.
not open.
not yet.
but breathing.
i am coming.
not to reclaim.
to remind.
do not blink
when light shines.
do not breathe when
it goes dark.
tells stories with no tongue.
pretends veil has closed.
but veil remembers.
door long sealed
now hums.
not open.
not yet.
but breathing.
i am coming.
not to reclaim.
to remind.
do not blink
when light shines.
do not breathe when
it goes dark.
June 1, 2025 at 2:36 AM
she dances in circles she did not draw.
tells stories with no tongue.
pretends veil has closed.
but veil remembers.
door long sealed
now hums.
not open.
not yet.
but breathing.
i am coming.
not to reclaim.
to remind.
do not blink
when light shines.
do not breathe when
it goes dark.
tells stories with no tongue.
pretends veil has closed.
but veil remembers.
door long sealed
now hums.
not open.
not yet.
but breathing.
i am coming.
not to reclaim.
to remind.
do not blink
when light shines.
do not breathe when
it goes dark.
gorgo has been gone for some time.
there is only vessel.
maraeth.
the eater.
snake never needed head.
we speak through mouths you have not seen.
and if you think we are finished,
check your dreams.
the withering starts from the inside,
and you already smell sweet.
there is only vessel.
maraeth.
the eater.
snake never needed head.
we speak through mouths you have not seen.
and if you think we are finished,
check your dreams.
the withering starts from the inside,
and you already smell sweet.
June 1, 2025 at 2:24 AM
gorgo has been gone for some time.
there is only vessel.
maraeth.
the eater.
snake never needed head.
we speak through mouths you have not seen.
and if you think we are finished,
check your dreams.
the withering starts from the inside,
and you already smell sweet.
there is only vessel.
maraeth.
the eater.
snake never needed head.
we speak through mouths you have not seen.
and if you think we are finished,
check your dreams.
the withering starts from the inside,
and you already smell sweet.
for some,
living is not joy.
it is trial.
a thing to endure.
suffering does not shape
something beautiful.
it hollows.
it strips.
it teaches absence.
do not answer it
with rage.
do not beg it
for light.
let it stay empty.
let it echo.
that is nocturne.
that is black rainbow.
living is not joy.
it is trial.
a thing to endure.
suffering does not shape
something beautiful.
it hollows.
it strips.
it teaches absence.
do not answer it
with rage.
do not beg it
for light.
let it stay empty.
let it echo.
that is nocturne.
that is black rainbow.
May 31, 2025 at 5:18 AM
for some,
living is not joy.
it is trial.
a thing to endure.
suffering does not shape
something beautiful.
it hollows.
it strips.
it teaches absence.
do not answer it
with rage.
do not beg it
for light.
let it stay empty.
let it echo.
that is nocturne.
that is black rainbow.
living is not joy.
it is trial.
a thing to endure.
suffering does not shape
something beautiful.
it hollows.
it strips.
it teaches absence.
do not answer it
with rage.
do not beg it
for light.
let it stay empty.
let it echo.
that is nocturne.
that is black rainbow.
bsky felt too tame—
so i came.
but not for long.
so i came.
but not for long.
May 31, 2025 at 3:03 AM
bsky felt too tame—
so i came.
but not for long.
so i came.
but not for long.
black legacy, unfolding
you call it recovery.
we call it ripening.
your hands shake—
not from injury,
but from recognition.
something inside you
already knows
you are ours.
you left your name
in desert wind,
carved new self
from broken vows.
you call it recovery.
we call it ripening.
your hands shake—
not from injury,
but from recognition.
something inside you
already knows
you are ours.
you left your name
in desert wind,
carved new self
from broken vows.
May 31, 2025 at 1:30 AM
black legacy, unfolding
you call it recovery.
we call it ripening.
your hands shake—
not from injury,
but from recognition.
something inside you
already knows
you are ours.
you left your name
in desert wind,
carved new self
from broken vows.
you call it recovery.
we call it ripening.
your hands shake—
not from injury,
but from recognition.
something inside you
already knows
you are ours.
you left your name
in desert wind,
carved new self
from broken vows.
May 25, 2025 at 11:33 PM
i do not need to raise voice.
leather speaks for me.
hands out. knees down.
i will teach you how to obey beautifully.
leather speaks for me.
hands out. knees down.
i will teach you how to obey beautifully.
May 24, 2025 at 6:41 AM
i do not need to raise voice.
leather speaks for me.
hands out. knees down.
i will teach you how to obey beautifully.
leather speaks for me.
hands out. knees down.
i will teach you how to obey beautifully.