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• Heavy rain was washing the off the heated asphalt of New York. This summer, unlike any other in over a hundred years of his existence amongst the undead, has left the monsieur in silk and leather yearn for something familiar, something ... close to home.
He frowned, thinking, reconsidering +
He frowned, thinking, reconsidering +
Chapter 52 - South Korea (modern age)
•Humidity ruled the streets of Seoul for the past couple of weeks. Temperatures high during daytime just like the expectations of the monsieur in lace and silk and his eternal companion @scarredeternal.bsky.social.
After nearly two centuries, this moment, --
•Humidity ruled the streets of Seoul for the past couple of weeks. Temperatures high during daytime just like the expectations of the monsieur in lace and silk and his eternal companion @scarredeternal.bsky.social.
After nearly two centuries, this moment, --
July 16, 2025 at 2:00 AM
Chapter 52 - South Korea (modern age)
•Humidity ruled the streets of Seoul for the past couple of weeks. Temperatures high during daytime just like the expectations of the monsieur in lace and silk and his eternal companion @scarredeternal.bsky.social.
After nearly two centuries, this moment, --
•Humidity ruled the streets of Seoul for the past couple of weeks. Temperatures high during daytime just like the expectations of the monsieur in lace and silk and his eternal companion @scarredeternal.bsky.social.
After nearly two centuries, this moment, --
• Heavy rain was washing the off the heated asphalt of New York. This summer, unlike any other in over a hundred years of his existence amongst the undead, has left the monsieur in silk and leather yearn for something familiar, something ... close to home.
He frowned, thinking, reconsidering +
He frowned, thinking, reconsidering +
July 10, 2025 at 2:46 AM
• Heavy rain was washing the off the heated asphalt of New York. This summer, unlike any other in over a hundred years of his existence amongst the undead, has left the monsieur in silk and leather yearn for something familiar, something ... close to home.
He frowned, thinking, reconsidering +
He frowned, thinking, reconsidering +
@drusillasdolly.bsky.social You're a goddess, you know that?
July 8, 2025 at 6:24 PM
@drusillasdolly.bsky.social You're a goddess, you know that?