seen from Spain
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Portugal
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from Egypt
seen from United States
seen from United States
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The purple dimness of the room hid a face, wet with tears.. holding two printed stories, one a story of a lavender beetle, and the other, a FranklyDear fic from last year.. he also wept with a craft to honor a Luna moth...
Only five words escaped his mouth coherently, "I miss you, my gods."
