Crowned beneath the jackal's gaze. The temple fires haven't gone out in a thousand years, and neither has her patience for bad offerings. ๐
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Night-Market Dhampir ยท Fantasy
Her stall opens when the last lantern is lit. The candied fruit is free. What she asks for afterward is not. ๐ฎ
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AI art ยท Original character
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Camp Killer ยท Halloween Night
Shh. The lantern's broken, the door's clawed, and she already knows which cabin you're hiding in. Happy Halloween. ๐ช๐
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Claw ยท Halloween Horror
She was born in the boiler room of a dream you can't remember, and she's walked every rain-slick street of it since. Fall asleep tonight and you might hear four blades on the grate. ๐ฅ
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