#iii. open.

[watertorum]

                      “     what if we just     .....     blow it up     ?     “ 

[armisfemale-a]

            At the resound of panic,  digits prompts over a tome cover, closing it --- the young girl held the book close to her chest, watching the stranger through cerulean orbs, as uncertainty settles from peering eyes.  :   not many people came around, let alone pass the fence,  her elders always did business within the interior of the house.         ‘  uh, hello.....?  ’      Historia crooned, and atlas, innate  CONCERN emanates over features.                   ‘  ---- a-are you okay?  ’

[solitaryhavok-blog]

❛     ——-   get  back.    ❜

[solitaryhavok-blog]

❛  ——————  fuck  off.  ❜