Oct 8, 2020
"Feel the terror draw ever nearer
the more you stare in the mirror,
but hold your own, face the wind alone.
Reel on, love! Toughen your scars!
Year by year, we're falling like stars
'Til there comes a day
When we sell our souls away!"
~
-The Riddle, The Scarlett Pimpernal
Whumptover No.8
It was supposed to be forever, right...? So where did she go...?
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