All Hallows Eve is over , yet the ghosts and demons continue to follow him around . no amount of walking through town can outrun them...
...always looking over his shoulder .
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⋆ . Ԟհαɭ𝖏 ˚ . ⋆
...𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑𝑠...
• solitary witch with faerie blood
• healer & mystic
• warm, spiritual, peculiar
• lives in a cottage surrounded by a wild garden, deep in the Dark Forest⠀
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Misery, misery is the venom in my brain
Killin' me, killin' me, but I don't feel the pain
Running from something that I can't really explain
𝘒𝘩𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘚𝘢𝘭𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦
𝘔𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘭/𝘔𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘯/𝘈𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯
𝑂𝐶
𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝐶ℎ𝑒𝑚
he has no idea how long he has been at his desk . time has completely erased itself from his mind , blacked out as he's been absorbed in his writing . it's been two days...
he's neither eaten nor slept .
on his loneliest , most restless nights , he spends his time walking the city streets alone , head bowed... hands in his pockets .
running from his ghosts , perhaps... from the memories and the grief .