- revealing the vague silhoute of a woman wearing a dress and a veil that coveres her face.
Along side her, a crow flies through the shining door and landing on her shoulder, its body seems to be completely ethereal made of what seems to be darkness.
๐๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ท๐ฐ๐ณ๐บ ๐๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐๐ต๐ข๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด.
In front of its gates, where the meadow resides, a small crack appears in space soon forming what seems to be the shape of a door before.
๐๐ณ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ.แ
Burstin open-
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it's as simple as such for the prophet to appear, right hand holding a staff while calm expression overtakes their face. stepping closer, collecting blood with swish of hand and drinking it down.
โ hello. โ
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