June 07, 2025, 05:55 PM
ghosts.
the word echoes in dracarys' mind, only drawn from the flashes of images of the cenote as the question is lain between them. dracarys draws in a breath and lets it out in a slow exhale, swallowing his pride. it wasn't his favorite thing to do, but survival was more important. pride could get him killed. would, if he didn't do something about it and soon.
the word echoes in dracarys' mind, only drawn from the flashes of images of the cenote as the question is lain between them. dracarys draws in a breath and lets it out in a slow exhale, swallowing his pride. it wasn't his favorite thing to do, but survival was more important. pride could get him killed. would, if he didn't do something about it and soon.
no,replies the siren prince, salmon pink tongue drawing across his lips for a moment.
i was looking for a pack to join.
he is a war drum.
his name is a battle chant
on ten thousand lips,
he is a weapon to be pointed.
his name is a battle chant
on ten thousand lips,
he is a weapon to be pointed.
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naught left but the tree you were certain - by Dracarys - June 01, 2025, 04:54 PM
RE: naught left but the tree you were certain - by Soto - June 02, 2025, 08:45 AM
RE: naught left but the tree you were certain - by Dracarys - June 03, 2025, 08:13 PM
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RE: naught left but the tree you were certain - by Dracarys - June 07, 2025, 05:55 PM
RE: naught left but the tree you were certain - by Soto - June 08, 2025, 11:50 AM
RE: naught left but the tree you were certain - by Dracarys - June 08, 2025, 02:02 PM
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