The Crow and The Collar
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MatureComplete Thu, Jul 25, 20247m
Didn't... didn't he know of something related to the moon? A... a moon shrine? A dofus? He remembers a smile. He sees blue empty eyes.
"Are you real?" He whispers.
"No." She answers. "You're hallucinating again. But I guess that's all you're good for, right?"
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Cross posted from Ao3, art in cover is mine
TW: Mind Rape, Hallucinations, audible and tactile hallucinations, Hurt No Comfort, Past Sexual Assault, inaccurate characterization for myn, this is intentional , Hallucinations as a result of depression, EXTREMELY SENSITIVE TOPICS, Refusing to groom feathers as a form of self harm, mentions of vomit, breif mention of body horror, Subtle adamai x nazalath mentions, Written by a person with depression influenced psychosis, There is like one alluded rape "joke"but its not actually a joke its naz victim blaming himself, forced amnesia)
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