ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⛧♱ In the silence of midnight, when the world breathes beneath a veil of pale moonlight, I find my true peace. It is then that melancholy becomes a muse, and my inner shadows rise to dance beneath the cold glow of dead stars.
- DUQUESA 𝄃 𓃵 ( LONDRES 1880's ) IN THE COLD OF THE RIVERS.
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