The red heron feet mark a map through the forest. I follow blindly.
They/he
"wist how dare you play with my heartstrings like that" ~ winter "wist is in every rp" ~ley “ah yes, fear Wist's smile <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint Pfp is made by Crowesn
Sing to me again, Oh sweetest angel of death. Give me strength to live.
They/he
"wist how dare you play with my heartstrings like that" ~ winter "wist is in every rp" ~ley “ah yes, fear Wist's smile <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint Pfp is made by Crowesn