𝑆𝐿: 𝐷𝐼𝑉𝐼𝑁𝐸 𝐷𝑈𝐴𝐿𝐼𝑇𝑌
ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs:
@kindnessofasoul@CursedGenya@ToConquerTheSun@TheSoundPillar
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In an instant, the glass turned dark. Cracks mutilated and spread like an infection across the pristine surface, —
𝑆𝐿: 𝐷𝐼𝑉𝐼𝑁𝐸 𝐷𝑈𝐴𝐿𝐼𝑇𝑌
ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs:
@kindnessofasoul@CursedGenya@KNYDemons@TheSoundPillar
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The world outside the inn met her with a cold embrace, as if in a desperate attempt to still the demon blood that
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— without corruption, without guile, without . . . 𝑯𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻.
An abomination? Or a demonic evolution?
Lips part, a near obsidian tongue glides through fangs, to capture ash. It’s taste is sweet. Young.
“𝒜 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹…”
The entity contemplates this, before lips —
𝑆𝐿: 𝐷𝐼𝑉𝐼𝑁𝐸 𝐷𝑈𝐴𝐿𝐼𝑇𝑌
ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs:
@kindnessofasoul@CursedGenya@KNYDemons@TheSoundPillar
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The world outside the inn met her with a cold embrace, as if in a desperate attempt to still the demon blood that
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Lips part in silence. A bloodless wound, beautifully torn into an amused simper as hollow as the puppet who stood beaming before him.
The act alone sends a pulse through the air, pressure felt in the ears and chest rather than seen or heard. The closer the towering nightmare —
— entities shoulder as cold lips draw breath across the demon’s ear.
“𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻, 𝑫𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝓟𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘵?”
The depths of his voice move like an undercurrent, another thing felt more than heard. Then a chuckle, an impact like thunder, yet soundless as a sigh leaves his —