Just a vv short poem like thing about Dave Strider.
[disclaimer: I do not, in anyway, own the characters stated or Homestuck itself]
{also the cover art is mine if you would like to know}
louis is a patient in the mental asylum of alabama. the second night that he spends on the sacred bed of room 413, a ghostly voice rises up and greets another one of his coming victims.
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larry stylinson