𝕺𝐇, ʷʰᵒ ⁱˢ 𝓼͟𝓱͟𝓮͟ ?

Delia hunched against the wall , rambling off to herself as she clutched the wound that refused to heal itself . “Sweet little angel babies taking me home — down down below . . .” She sung to herself for comfort as she ignored the fate that she was facing . It had been mentioned amongst the different clans of a hunter that fought with weapons that could kill the non-living , unfortunately for her , she came face to face with this enemy and certainly ‘flew too close to the sun’ . 

/  n e way cb. i miss my wife

/   wip but if you were ever a part of this ‼️
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how long you been standin’ there  ?

...it  hurts.
          
          ;  bite marks  :')

;  teehee give me a sec ❕️

          
          
           ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ׅ♰⸼  you can  ͜͡ᵈ͟ʳ͟ⁱ͟ⁿ͟ᵏ͟
           ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀  ⠀──  you can ⠀ ͜͡ᶠ͟ᵉ͟ᵃ͟ˢ͟ᵗ͟
          
          
          
          
           ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀there's  ͜͡beauty in 
           ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀  ── your   ͜͡beast  ׅ♰⸼