Thirteen is having an engaging conversation with a small piece of sandstone.
Caramel is at ease in a tree.
Mauric is roasting the last bits of sentient mold alive, looking rather bruised and bloody, yet quite relaxed.
Cadmus has stolen a house and is attempting to shove it in the hoop.
Near the tree is a beatiful crystal clear lake with colorful plants growing along the bottom.There is a waterfall pouring water into it and a little wooden house has been made in a cave behind the waterfall.
Thirteen is having an engaging conversation with a small piece of sandstone.
Caramel is at ease in a tree.
Mauric is roasting the last bits of sentient mold alive, looking rather bruised and bloody, yet quite relaxed.
Cadmus has stolen a house and is attempting to shove it in the hoop.
Near the tree is a beatiful crystal clear lake with colorful plants growing along the bottom.There is a waterfall pouring water into it and a little wooden house has been made in a cave behind the waterfall.
She leaps from the tree and strides over to investigate.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Thirteen is having an engaging conversation with a small piece of sandstone.
Caramel is at ease in a tree.
Mauric is roasting the last bits of sentient mold alive, looking rather bruised and bloody, yet quite relaxed.
Cadmus has stolen a house and is attempting to shove it in the hoop.
Near the tree is a beatiful crystal clear lake with colorful plants growing along the bottom.There is a waterfall pouring water into it and a little wooden house has been made in a cave behind the waterfall.
She leaps from the tree and strides over to investigate.
There is the warm glow of a lantern from the inside as someone humms away while doing dishes.
Thirteen is having an engaging conversation with a small piece of sandstone.
Caramel is at ease in a tree.
Mauric is roasting the last bits of sentient mold alive, looking rather bruised and bloody, yet quite relaxed.
Cadmus has stolen a house and is attempting to shove it in the hoop.
Near the tree is a beatiful crystal clear lake with colorful plants growing along the bottom.There is a waterfall pouring water into it and a little wooden house has been made in a cave behind the waterfall.
She leaps from the tree and strides over to investigate.
There is the warm glow of a lantern from the inside as someone humms away while doing dishes.
The undead housecat walks inside, looking around.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*sure*
*Hey buddy :) [hugs]*
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
*[Huggles back]*
*Poor you.*
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 ya been fren?*
*i like your pfp btw*
Thirteen is having an engaging conversation with a small piece of sandstone.
Caramel is at ease in a tree.
Mauric is roasting the last bits of sentient mold alive, looking rather bruised and bloody, yet quite relaxed.
Cadmus has stolen a house and is attempting to shove it in the hoop.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Near the tree is a beatiful crystal clear lake with colorful plants growing along the bottom.There is a waterfall pouring water into it and a little wooden house has been made in a cave behind the waterfall.
She leaps from the tree and strides over to investigate.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*✨TAKE THAT D E P R E S I O N✨*
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
*Anyways [disappears again ✌🏻]*
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
There is the warm glow of a lantern from the inside as someone humms away while doing dishes.
The undead housecat walks inside, looking around.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
They spot a fluffy bipedal shark *pfp* wearing some dark blu shorts that nicely compliment his color without a shirt.
*bruv how is a shark fluffy, this creature frightens me*
Caramel meows at him.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*eh, it's my fault in some parts. Mostly the annoying stuff in life is small, which is good*
(hello)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*shush*
He turns. "Oh! A cat. How'd you get in here bud? Did I leave the door open?"
*She is a half-rotted tortoiseshell with exposed bone and glowing orange eyes.*
She meows again, and rubs against his leg.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"You don't look to good, heh. An undead maybe?"
<Precisely.> A voice says in his head.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Telepathic, cool"