Jun 25, 2017 9:27:20 GMT -5
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Jun 24, 2017 23:29:45 GMT -5
Post by June on Jun 24, 2017 23:29:45 GMT -5
精神病の愛 You knew the game and played it, it kills to know that you have been defeated, I see the wires pulling while you're breathing. WORDS 193 NOTES 1/8 | Branches snapped as the pterodactyl descended to the forest floor. Light shone through the newly made hole in the thick canopy. As the support got closer and closer to the ground more and more leaves were sent flying with each flap of her mount's wings. Where she landed was ground covered with long unkempt grass that rustled in the breeze. Climbing off the mount's golden throne June would drop to the ground on her feet. Head turning she would take in her surroundings near the grove. Strewn on the ground nearby were decaying logs. Covered in moss it was obvious they hadn't fallen recently.
Leaning against one of the many decaying logs June did all she could do. She waited. On her flight over she'd invited Draum and Aleister but it didn't appear as if either had made it before her. Which meant that the support got to wait in the spooky forest all by herself. No NPCs wandered out this far into the Faywood forest, and probably for good reason. June swore that she could hear what sounded like falling trees off into the distance, but maybe it was just her imagination.
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MADE BY VEL OF GS + WW
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