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Fear is the purest truth.I make people see themselves. Doctor of Fear. Farmer of Nightmares. Gotham’s harvest never ends.

( penned by #𝓔ternal )
/ DMs are always open for those who are looking to talk. Love you. Stay safe. 🫶
October 25, 2025 at 8:19 PM
/ right! that's what you meant.
October 24, 2025 at 11:56 PM
// real time? 🤨
October 24, 2025 at 11:45 PM
// That's amazing! A bit of progress is better than no progress at all.

It's the opposite for me. I have anger issues, depression, and anxiety. Cleaning is my therapy. Or as some like to call it 'rage cleaning'.
October 24, 2025 at 6:25 PM
// My fault. Crane is feeling vulnerable tonight. Don't mind him.
October 24, 2025 at 5:52 AM
// This will expire once I go night night.
October 24, 2025 at 4:09 AM
Gotham’s king of ice to wander into my office.” Setting his pen aside, he leaned back slightly in his chair, studying him like a specimen under glass.
October 22, 2025 at 11:07 PM
he whispered, voice sharp as a scalpel, “how long before your courage screams.”
October 22, 2025 at 12:34 AM
life, dragging the gas toward her. In a blur he closed the distance, coat snapping behind him.

Before Dinah could reach for another weapon, Crane’s hand was at her throat, gloved fingers pressing just enough to lift her chin. The hollow eyes of his mask glinted inches from hers.

“Let’s see,” +
October 22, 2025 at 12:33 AM
The grenade hit his mask with a dull thunk, then hissed, flooding the air with burning vapor. Crane staggered back only for a heartbeat, then straightened through the haze, laughter rasping low in his throat.

“Clever girl.”

His hand snapped to the console, one press, and the vents screamed to +
October 22, 2025 at 12:32 AM