Darkthorn’s Blog

Julia dreamt and Blackmain and Ishton watched. She/they ran, her/their legs barely carrying her/them into forest. She/they tripped and fell, breathing heavily. Escape. She/they couldn’t escape. She/they crawled towards the base of a tree, noticing that her/their skin was weeping blood from the scratches on her/their arms. As she/they watched, more cuts opened on her/their [...]

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