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The shadows lengthen. | OC.
Pinned

Song of my soul,
my voice is dead,
Die thou, unsung,
as tears unshed

Shall dry and die in
Lost Carcosa.

He’s spreading (late) holiday cheer to anyone who needs it. *✨
November 28, 2025 at 8:26 AM
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September 10, 2025 at 4:26 AM
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ᴏʜ, ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ, ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ ɴɪɢʜᴛ.

ᴇᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴʟɪɢʜᴛ ғᴀᴅᴇs ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴀs ᴡᴇ ғᴀᴅᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴅᴀʀᴋ sᴜɴ

ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ ғʀᴇᴇᴢᴇs ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇʟʟ ʙᴇɢɪɴs. . .

ᴘʀᴏᴍɪsᴇ ᴍᴇ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ ʟɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀɢʀᴇᴇɴ ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ᴏᴜʀ sᴀɴᴄᴛᴜᴀʀʏ ᴏғ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇs.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝙾𝚏 𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚑

#FGORP #MVRP
August 7, 2025 at 9:39 AM
ㅤㅤ
Yaaawn. .
August 5, 2025 at 11:21 PM
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December 28, 2024 at 3:58 PM
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December 10, 2024 at 2:34 AM

Yawn. .
January 31, 2025 at 7:11 AM
|| if i'm never inactive here, can like this for my twt @s!
October 31, 2024 at 1:51 AM

"jiāngshī came from the hills,
soaring through the air,
to devour the infants of the people."
October 31, 2024 at 1:51 AM

"No, no. Well. . naah, no."

He'd shake his head after a moment's thought, snickering and tucking that charm away.

"Just like that. Don't put too much thought into it, y'know?"
October 23, 2024 at 1:03 PM

Phone flips shut, with a cheery smile and nod to the hero.

“Mm! I love both. Granted, I’m no painter anymore than I am a photographer. But, it’s easier to capture during contracts.”

He’ll share that view, stars drifting amidst irises as they admired the sight in full.
October 23, 2024 at 12:37 PM

“They’re valuable time capsules, stories of their own. Different to paintings — not better, though. Just. . unique.”

A clear and elegant answer returned; he was busy typing away at phone keys, admiring low-quality images.

“What about it?”
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❝ It seems you are fascinated with taking so many photos. ❞

The incessant sounds of the shutter on the modern device has been going on for... about nearly 5 minutes straight now.
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October 23, 2024 at 12:21 PM

“..Eh? What’s wrong with it?”

A little pout, lifting that icy charm to give it a look-over.
October 23, 2024 at 12:19 PM

Mh?

[ glancing from his screen, blinking curious gaze to the mutterer. ]

You say something?
October 23, 2024 at 12:18 PM
|| nam nam nam nam
October 22, 2024 at 4:20 PM

For the last time, I will NOT wear the maid outfit.
October 22, 2024 at 4:14 PM

[ excited little selfies! he’s just found out about filters. his old phone can barely run them. . ]
October 22, 2024 at 3:45 PM

[ snap! snap, flash! snap! 📸 ]
October 22, 2024 at 3:29 PM

Yawn. . ( 💤 )
October 22, 2024 at 2:48 PM