Theren is frustrated as he tries to practice with his swords.
Leo is sitting next to a fixed Festus, eyes vacant of emotion.
Phoenix is cleaning his pistol and knife.
Bird King is wandering around outside.
*Won't be on much. I am hanging with a friend.*
*But here are characters.*
Soap is repairing the MV180. The Scot looks tired as hell. Romero and Lock are taking apart their old guns and cleaning them.
Lore is inside, reading about tears in space and time and universe's. Her dogs are napping besides her happily.
The Chaos Godling is wandering around town, watching everything as though it were the most special thing on earth.
*ok*
Phoenix walks over, arms crossed. "Need any help?"
Theren walks in, clearly frustrated, as he stomps up to his room and slams the door.
He pulls himself out from under it and chuckles "Nah, I got this. Though the wee one's might need yer help." He gestures to Lock and Romero. Lock immediately flips Soap off.
Lore raises a brow and follows after, gently knocking on his door
Theren is frustrated as he tries to practice with his swords.
Leo is sitting next to a fixed Festus, eyes vacant of emotion.
Phoenix is cleaning his pistol and knife.
Bird King is wandering around outside.
*Won't be on much. I am hanging with a friend.*
*But here are characters.*
Soap is repairing the MV180. The Scot looks tired as hell. Romero and Lock are taking apart their old guns and cleaning them.
Lore is inside, reading about tears in space and time and universe's. Her dogs are napping besides her happily.
The Chaos Godling is wandering around town, watching everything as though it were the most special thing on earth.
*ok*
Phoenix walks over, arms crossed. "Need any help?"
Theren walks in, clearly frustrated, as he stomps up to his room and slams the door.
He pulls himself out from under it and chuckles "Nah, I got this. Though the wee one's might need yer help." He gestures to Lock and Romero. Lock immediately flips Soap off.
Lore raises a brow and follows after, gently knocking on his door
*imma interact with the godling as well*
Phoenix chuckles. "You sure? You look tired."
There is a stifled sob as Theren clears his throat and says, "Come in."
Leo watches the Godling with interest.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren is frustrated as he tries to practice with his swords.
Leo is sitting next to a fixed Festus, eyes vacant of emotion.
Phoenix is cleaning his pistol and knife.
Bird King is wandering around outside.
*Won't be on much. I am hanging with a friend.*
*But here are characters.*
Soap is repairing the MV180. The Scot looks tired as hell. Romero and Lock are taking apart their old guns and cleaning them.
Lore is inside, reading about tears in space and time and universe's. Her dogs are napping besides her happily.
The Chaos Godling is wandering around town, watching everything as though it were the most special thing on earth.
*ok*
Phoenix walks over, arms crossed. "Need any help?"
Theren walks in, clearly frustrated, as he stomps up to his room and slams the door.
He pulls himself out from under it and chuckles "Nah, I got this. Though the wee one's might need yer help." He gestures to Lock and Romero. Lock immediately flips Soap off.
Lore raises a brow and follows after, gently knocking on his door
*imma interact with the godling as well*
Phoenix chuckles. "You sure? You look tired."
There is a stifled sob as Theren clears his throat and says, "Come in."
Leo watches the Godling with interest.
"You questioning your superior?" He teases, cracking a grin.
Lore walks in and drops to his side, her ears lowering a bit in concern. "Are you alright?"
(They basically look like the profile picture I have). They have a bright grin on their face, their amber eyes sparkling brightly
Theren is frustrated as he tries to practice with his swords.
Leo is sitting next to a fixed Festus, eyes vacant of emotion.
Phoenix is cleaning his pistol and knife.
Bird King is wandering around outside.
*Won't be on much. I am hanging with a friend.*
*But here are characters.*
Soap is repairing the MV180. The Scot looks tired as hell. Romero and Lock are taking apart their old guns and cleaning them.
Lore is inside, reading about tears in space and time and universe's. Her dogs are napping besides her happily.
The Chaos Godling is wandering around town, watching everything as though it were the most special thing on earth.
*ok*
Phoenix walks over, arms crossed. "Need any help?"
Theren walks in, clearly frustrated, as he stomps up to his room and slams the door.
He pulls himself out from under it and chuckles "Nah, I got this. Though the wee one's might need yer help." He gestures to Lock and Romero. Lock immediately flips Soap off.
Lore raises a brow and follows after, gently knocking on his door
*imma interact with the godling as well*
Phoenix chuckles. "You sure? You look tired."
There is a stifled sob as Theren clears his throat and says, "Come in."
Leo watches the Godling with interest.
"You questioning your superior?" He teases, cracking a grin.
Lore walks in and drops to his side, her ears lowering a bit in concern. "Are you alright?"
(They basically look like the profile picture I have). They have a bright grin on their face, their amber eyes sparkling brightly
"Sure am. You know I suck at following orders."
Theren wipes his eyes and nods. "I'm fine."
"Why are you so happy?"
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren is frustrated as he tries to practice with his swords.
Leo is sitting next to a fixed Festus, eyes vacant of emotion.
Phoenix is cleaning his pistol and knife.
Bird King is wandering around outside.
*Won't be on much. I am hanging with a friend.*
*But here are characters.*
Soap is repairing the MV180. The Scot looks tired as hell. Romero and Lock are taking apart their old guns and cleaning them.
Lore is inside, reading about tears in space and time and universe's. Her dogs are napping besides her happily.
The Chaos Godling is wandering around town, watching everything as though it were the most special thing on earth.
*ok*
Phoenix walks over, arms crossed. "Need any help?"
Theren walks in, clearly frustrated, as he stomps up to his room and slams the door.
He pulls himself out from under it and chuckles "Nah, I got this. Though the wee one's might need yer help." He gestures to Lock and Romero. Lock immediately flips Soap off.
Lore raises a brow and follows after, gently knocking on his door
*imma interact with the godling as well*
Phoenix chuckles. "You sure? You look tired."
There is a stifled sob as Theren clears his throat and says, "Come in."
Leo watches the Godling with interest.
"You questioning your superior?" He teases, cracking a grin.
Lore walks in and drops to his side, her ears lowering a bit in concern. "Are you alright?"
(They basically look like the profile picture I have). They have a bright grin on their face, their amber eyes sparkling brightly
"Sure am. You know I suck at following orders."
Theren wipes his eyes and nods. "I'm fine."
"Why are you so happy?"
Soap bursts into laughter "Just like yer brother." He said and grinned. He nodded his head towards Lock and Romero "Go help em out. Try not to kill em either."
"You don't look like you are.." she said quietly.
"I just am!" They chuckle, brushing their blonde hair behind their ear "Why? Is that bad? I like being happy."
Theren is frustrated as he tries to practice with his swords.
Leo is sitting next to a fixed Festus, eyes vacant of emotion.
Phoenix is cleaning his pistol and knife.
Bird King is wandering around outside.
*Won't be on much. I am hanging with a friend.*
*But here are characters.*
Soap is repairing the MV180. The Scot looks tired as hell. Romero and Lock are taking apart their old guns and cleaning them.
Lore is inside, reading about tears in space and time and universe's. Her dogs are napping besides her happily.
The Chaos Godling is wandering around town, watching everything as though it were the most special thing on earth.
*ok*
Phoenix walks over, arms crossed. "Need any help?"
Theren walks in, clearly frustrated, as he stomps up to his room and slams the door.
He pulls himself out from under it and chuckles "Nah, I got this. Though the wee one's might need yer help." He gestures to Lock and Romero. Lock immediately flips Soap off.
Lore raises a brow and follows after, gently knocking on his door
*imma interact with the godling as well*
Phoenix chuckles. "You sure? You look tired."
There is a stifled sob as Theren clears his throat and says, "Come in."
Leo watches the Godling with interest.
"You questioning your superior?" He teases, cracking a grin.
Lore walks in and drops to his side, her ears lowering a bit in concern. "Are you alright?"
(They basically look like the profile picture I have). They have a bright grin on their face, their amber eyes sparkling brightly
"Sure am. You know I suck at following orders."
Theren wipes his eyes and nods. "I'm fine."
"Why are you so happy?"
Soap bursts into laughter "Just like yer brother." He said and grinned. He nodded his head towards Lock and Romero "Go help em out. Try not to kill em either."
"You don't look like you are.." she said quietly.
"I just am!" They chuckle, brushing their blonde hair behind their ear "Why? Is that bad? I like being happy."
Phoenix's eyes flash a bit at the mention of his brother but nods and walks over to them.
"I'm fine Lore!" he snaps
"It's not a bad thing, but once you see some bad things you'll see why being happy all the time is pointless."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren is frustrated as he tries to practice with his swords.
Leo is sitting next to a fixed Festus, eyes vacant of emotion.
Phoenix is cleaning his pistol and knife.
Bird King is wandering around outside.
*Won't be on much. I am hanging with a friend.*
*But here are characters.*
Soap is repairing the MV180. The Scot looks tired as hell. Romero and Lock are taking apart their old guns and cleaning them.
Lore is inside, reading about tears in space and time and universe's. Her dogs are napping besides her happily.
The Chaos Godling is wandering around town, watching everything as though it were the most special thing on earth.
*ok*
Phoenix walks over, arms crossed. "Need any help?"
Theren walks in, clearly frustrated, as he stomps up to his room and slams the door.
He pulls himself out from under it and chuckles "Nah, I got this. Though the wee one's might need yer help." He gestures to Lock and Romero. Lock immediately flips Soap off.
Lore raises a brow and follows after, gently knocking on his door
*imma interact with the godling as well*
Phoenix chuckles. "You sure? You look tired."
There is a stifled sob as Theren clears his throat and says, "Come in."
Leo watches the Godling with interest.
"You questioning your superior?" He teases, cracking a grin.
Lore walks in and drops to his side, her ears lowering a bit in concern. "Are you alright?"
(They basically look like the profile picture I have). They have a bright grin on their face, their amber eyes sparkling brightly
"Sure am. You know I suck at following orders."
Theren wipes his eyes and nods. "I'm fine."
"Why are you so happy?"
Soap bursts into laughter "Just like yer brother." He said and grinned. He nodded his head towards Lock and Romero "Go help em out. Try not to kill em either."
"You don't look like you are.." she said quietly.
"I just am!" They chuckle, brushing their blonde hair behind their ear "Why? Is that bad? I like being happy."
Phoenix's eyes flash a bit at the mention of his brother but nods and walks over to them.
"I'm fine Lore!" he snaps
"It's not a bad thing, but once you see some bad things you'll see why being happy all the time is pointless."
Romero waves and grins "Howdy!". Lock just keeps cleaning the gun parts, grumbling.
She flinches and nods, moving away and stepping back.
"I just like being happy. Others smile when I smile!." They said and grinned.
*Randomly got the urge to speak nothing but Russian.*
*Very good idea*
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
*ok*
Phoenix walks over, arms crossed. "Need any help?"
Theren walks in, clearly frustrated, as he stomps up to his room and slams the door.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He pulls himself out from under it and chuckles "Nah, I got this. Though the wee one's might need yer help." He gestures to Lock and Romero. Lock immediately flips Soap off.
Lore raises a brow and follows after, gently knocking on his door
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*imma interact with the godling as well*
Phoenix chuckles. "You sure? You look tired."
There is a stifled sob as Theren clears his throat and says, "Come in."
Leo watches the Godling with interest.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"You questioning your superior?" He teases, cracking a grin.
Lore walks in and drops to his side, her ears lowering a bit in concern. "Are you alright?"
(They basically look like the profile picture I have). They have a bright grin on their face, their amber eyes sparkling brightly
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Sure am. You know I suck at following orders."
Theren wipes his eyes and nods. "I'm fine."
"Why are you so happy?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Soap bursts into laughter "Just like yer brother." He said and grinned. He nodded his head towards Lock and Romero "Go help em out. Try not to kill em either."
"You don't look like you are.." she said quietly.
"I just am!" They chuckle, brushing their blonde hair behind their ear "Why? Is that bad? I like being happy."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Phoenix's eyes flash a bit at the mention of his brother but nods and walks over to them.
"I'm fine Lore!" he snaps
"It's not a bad thing, but once you see some bad things you'll see why being happy all the time is pointless."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Romero waves and grins "Howdy!". Lock just keeps cleaning the gun parts, grumbling.
She flinches and nods, moving away and stepping back.
"I just like being happy. Others smile when I smile!." They said and grinned.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Hello." he says. He then looks at Lock. "Your cleaning it wrong."
"sorry...sorry.." he mumbles, burying his head in his knees.
He frowns a bit.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Lock narrows his eyes behind his baclava, saying nothing, but glaring at him.
Lore lays a hand on his head and kneels down again "It's okay.."
They tilt their head to the side, confused
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Look soldier, do you want your weapon to work correctly?"
Theren is trembling. "No...no its not."
"I don't understand why you're so happy."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*goooooooooood morning everyone, I will be on a bus for 17 hours today!!*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I'm back!*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Randomly got the urge to speak nothing but Russian.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Very good idea*
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
*O no I don't know Russian!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Кто-нибудь хочет РП?*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
(that sounds interesting)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*Hehehehe*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
(how are you doing Lawrence?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin