09-05-2022, 12:56 PM
EVERY GRIN WE SHARE IS LIKE.
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack
exhaling through his nose, the tom would approach slowly, stretching out his form as he approached the stairs and waved his tail as he stepped out of the stretch. he wouldn't be able to speak with her or write anything for her to read, she was blind and he was mute; what an ironic pair of people. keeping himself standing, resting his side against the stairs, simply finding comfort in her presence, for what it was worth.
A PRAYER COMMITTED TO THE SONG WE SING.
aesior opheles of tanglewood. -- grim - feline shifter.
aesior opheles of tanglewood. -- grim - feline shifter.
THE FLOWER BURNS