she came to the place that was familiar.
the closer she got, the more obvious the stones became. crooked teeth set in green gums; but the green was yellowed now, slipping from autumn in to winter.
gray clouds overhead darkened kvarsheim's view, while she came to darken their doorstep once again. lingering, watching, but quiet.
the closer she got, the more obvious the stones became. crooked teeth set in green gums; but the green was yellowed now, slipping from autumn in to winter.
gray clouds overhead darkened kvarsheim's view, while she came to darken their doorstep once again. lingering, watching, but quiet.
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moðir - by Sanja - November 21, 2023, 05:10 PM