Jan 28
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย We cross our bridges as we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and the presumption that once our eyes watered.
dual roleplay blog for CALEB & ANA MALPHAS, two half-demon OC siblings based on various influences. a study in codependence, humanity, demonology and the fragile balance between savagery and neutrality. established in 2012, archived twice and frustratingly written by Trish.
rules | dossier | ana | caleb | demon dad | verses | prompts | mains call
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