#ij's stuff

"But you are crazy."

"I know." She lifted a small box from the basket.

"Do you know how I know?"

Scarlet didn't answer.

"Because the palace walls have been bleeding for years, and no one else sees it."

She shrugged, as if this were a perfectly normal thing to say.

"Well, they call me Scarlet. Yes, like the hair, what a clever observation." His expression softened. "What hair?" Scarlet settled her arm on top of the door, resting her chin. "Good one."

guys I filled up a whole page of my sketchbook for once, are you proud of me

he dead now :P

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jk