Репост из: Whimsical Woes of Christmas; Morbane.
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( 🕷 ) JACKDOOR: TOWN 9'20.
PROSPERITY THE PAGE
JUNE '1st 2025
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Lantern light flickers on frost-bitten gravestones, casting shadows softer than fear. With the existence of it, bringing the undeniably lost of lot hope. Twisted trees wore tinsel, and coffins were gift-wrapped as Halloween tried to sing carols. Beneath a crooked moon, our souls—was stitched and skeletal, found hope in the snow.
ㅤㅤ 呪い (&...) NOCTURNAL SEPULCHERS
ㅤㅤ (06.01) “#GOTHMASWITHMORBANE.”
( 🕷 ) JACKDOOR: TOWN 9'20.
PROSPERITY THE PAGE
JUNE '1st 2025
─────────────────
Lantern light flickers on frost-bitten gravestones, casting shadows softer than fear. With the existence of it, bringing the undeniably lost of lot hope. Twisted trees wore tinsel, and coffins were gift-wrapped as Halloween tried to sing carols. Beneath a crooked moon, our souls—was stitched and skeletal, found hope in the snow.
ㅤㅤ 呪い (&...) NOCTURNAL SEPULCHERS
ㅤㅤ (06.01) “#GOTHMASWITHMORBANE.”