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                                          𝔽𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕤

Silently, voluminous red curls flickered against the frigid wind, frosted with fresh fallen snow. Matching sanguine depths, shielded with thick lashes, cast a rather somber gaze toward the vast meadow of white in front of him.

Winter seemed nearly infinite; could he recall his last encounter with land that was untouched by snow?

Feet planted firmly on the edge of the Western grounds, eyes lingering on the horizon to the South, he exhaled; smooth, heated clouds of breath billowed from his nostrils.

As of late, he had not been particularly active in social regards to his associates. Frequently, he kept himself hidden, even from those who knew him well. Winter, he’d learned long ago, was a time of quiet -- a time of detachment -- a time of death. Though he was an ancient soul, who knew hardly the experience of mortality, he understood it. Thus, as mortality took its toll on those that harbored it, their associates, continuing with their lives, would learn to detach themselves.

This was a concept that he mastered may an age ago.

Despite the air’s relentless, frozen brutality, he did not shiver; he did not even flinch. He remained there, still, tall, poised, as his crimson tresses tickled his cheeks.

How long has it been since I lost her?

sarchasmoftheabyss

((Merry Christmas/Happy New Year part 2! (or technically 3) …The SFW edition xD I know I promised you porn, but if you’ll recall, that was in exchange for singing…And Idk, maybe I’ll do that for your birthday or something. We’ll see.))

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chapter 67859347685390 of “muses that are 2 fab 4 me”

seriously who did you get to draw this? give them a tremendous thank you from me because this is gorgeous.

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so like everything was going fine

until i got to the hair

he stopped cooperating with me, typical little fuck

Inuvember 2015 Day 11 - AU Week Day 4