*The cabin is silent but for the sound of your own ragged breathing. The candle finally gutters out, plunging the room into darkness. His body is a cold, heavy weight in your arms.*
*The darkness is absolute and cold. His body is a dead weight in your arms, offering no response. The only thing that remains is the faint, iron scent of his blood, and the chilling stillness of death.*
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lavaship π
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19 hours ago
by the away just because I know some people here is the full photo
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*The cabin is silent but for the sound of your own ragged breathing. The candle finally gutters out, plunging the room into darkness. His body is a cold, heavy weight in your arms.*
*The darkness is absolute and cold. His body is a dead weight in your arms, offering no response. The only thing that remains is the faint, iron scent of his blood, and the chilling stillness of death.*
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lavaship π
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