"To some of us it would sounds like the greatest seasoning. Who does it belong to?"
"Well, this is nice though. I take it all back."
"To some of us it would sounds like the greatest seasoning. Who does it belong to?"
"Well, this is nice though. I take it all back."
The blood pool is, well, red-crimson, smelling of ichor, and it moves. Ripples like water.
The darkness is not a problem, his eyes are used to it.
"It's not exactly... inviting" he says avoiding to step on the talismans.
"Well, this is nice though. I take it all back."
The darkness is not a problem, his eyes are used to it.
"It's not exactly... inviting" he says avoiding to step on the talismans.
“Here we are.” Wei Wuxian smiles.
The darkness is not a problem, his eyes are used to it.
"It's not exactly... inviting" he says avoiding to step on the talismans.
ᴹᴼᴿᴱ ᴵᴺᶠᴼᴿᴹᴬᵀᴵᴼᴺ ᴮᴱᴸᴼᵂ.
ᴹᴼᴿᴱ ᴵᴺᶠᴼᴿᴹᴬᵀᴵᴼᴺ ᴮᴱᴸᴼᵂ.
Here ya go
I didn't even plan to make the style similar and yet my hand moved on its own
Here ya go
I didn't even plan to make the style similar and yet my hand moved on its own