and so the red blood flows,
blooming as a river of roses,
only slowing when it reaches
the heap of dying witches.———
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𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒 | Kol Mikaelson
FanfictionThe fall came harshly in the year of 1913, and with the cold something more dangerous approached the borders of New Orleans. As the threat grew the cold fog started to take over all of the city, making it the perfect opportunity for the infamous Mik...
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and so the red blood flows,
blooming as a river of roses,
only slowing when it reaches
the heap of dying witches.———