͏♡ 𝒥𝕒𝕖𝕙𝕒𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚜, 𝒥𝔞͟𝔢͟hᥲᥱrᥲ 𖬺 ℳ𝒶𝙚𝚕𝚘𝚛. ͏♡
Night after night the s͟k͟ι͟ᥱ͟s were ᥕine-𝐛lue and bubbling with s𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜. ︐ ⦌ A condition of 𝐦onsters that they do 𝓃𝑜𝓉 perceive 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌 as such. The 𝖽ⲅ𝔞͟𝔤𝗼𝗇, you know, hᥙᥒkered in the 𝓿illage 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 maidens, heard the 𝜏owns𝖋𝖔𝖑𝐤 cry 'Ⲙonster!' and looked 𝒷𝑒𝒽𝒾𝓃𝒹 him.
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SoyTargaryenHelaena
Jul 27, 2025 09:26PM
El silencio es tan sepulcral como el estómago de un dragón bien satisfecho… ¿Dónde están todos?View all Conversations