hDope was crushed into a small dime.nisowning her soul for the last time,
tever knowing where she would go.
ahrough the whistling trees.
Not knowing whether the light will show,
Ss the wind blew her sorrows
he cried as if it was her last day on earth,
SWummary: It was necessary to leave Bracca behind.Parnings: fluff, vague angst, songfic, the author's dodie obsession, gender neutral pronouns for reader
airing: Cal Kestis x Reader (3rd person, use of y/n) Word Count: 1,669
AInd for you my dearest sorta fans/my one mutual that I told this to(you know who you are). Im bringing back Promise Ring >:)m going back to the yaoi and traitor thing but in a different font lol
"I Am the Call" was made as a personal mantra to remember that exact flow. 🕊️🎧 Listen to the music on your favorite streaming platform ❤️🔥 thealignedprojector