𝓐𝚗𝚍, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝙲𝚊𝚕𝚕'𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚑𝚢𝚖𝚎, 𝚃𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 ; 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚎, 𝚃𝚘 𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚍.
indie & private all female multi-muse blog featuring muses from the horror and fantasy genre. low activity. iconless. written by lady. she / her. 30 . eastern standard time. please read rules before interacting , thank you. muse list is below the cut. mutuals are welcome to send in prompts anytime , there’s no expiration. ♡
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