The head next to him stared at him with a single, lifeless optic. Aside from that it had no features. It was dark blue and too narrow. There was no body attached, it was only a head. It looked…wrong. Please, he thought. I’m not supposed to be here.
What To Build on the Graves of Fools? - @ghostinthegallery
first work for @tf-bigbang! go read the fic its got EVERYTHING














