Sep 17, 2016
❛ — don’t touch me ... ❜ a promise of WINTER’S THRALL, radiates from his form in translucent tendrils ... those of which no eye could see, but that a body could FEEL. for it’s reach grows, and SWALLOWS the fire child ; the expanse of it, consuming a radius far around the two, as unease seems to be the WINTER CHILD’S ultimatum.
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