#Vulpesmicrofiction, sfw, fantasy
Hopeful vibes, a bit of thanks and celebration of the gift:
It was all gone. Rust gnawed her armor to jagged, red plates. Shoes fell apart mid stride. Clothes became ribbons as knives and spears narrowly missed their target. Alone, Vulpes wandered to keep moving.
Hopeful vibes, a bit of thanks and celebration of the gift:
It was all gone. Rust gnawed her armor to jagged, red plates. Shoes fell apart mid stride. Clothes became ribbons as knives and spears narrowly missed their target. Alone, Vulpes wandered to keep moving.
When the sun's gaze turns harsh, the moon's gentle rays will protect you
(🎁🎨 render from a friend)
(🎁🎨 render from a friend)
January 9, 2026 at 12:22 PM
#Vulpesmicrofiction, sfw, fantasy
Hopeful vibes, a bit of thanks and celebration of the gift:
It was all gone. Rust gnawed her armor to jagged, red plates. Shoes fell apart mid stride. Clothes became ribbons as knives and spears narrowly missed their target. Alone, Vulpes wandered to keep moving.
Hopeful vibes, a bit of thanks and celebration of the gift:
It was all gone. Rust gnawed her armor to jagged, red plates. Shoes fell apart mid stride. Clothes became ribbons as knives and spears narrowly missed their target. Alone, Vulpes wandered to keep moving.