@alluringphantom | WELCOME.
They’ve been here for a while, gasoline on the fire. Cross-legged on her bed, peering at her from beneath the shimmery pink canopy, shaded as if by a veil, they greet her unanimously as she enters the room.
“Good morning My Queen and Liege!”
A chorus of monotony as they wave with jagged grins. All unique. What a creative, special, good girl! There’s nothing harmful about her at all. They part from their collective slump in the bed and assist her into changing into something more regal.
“What’s today’s agenda?”











