Defences submerged by forests, companions hereafter gone, left alone... ayont a laconic phase and tears // As if there were no longer any splotch in enduring the loneliness, because the fog grows thicker every day. Oh, I am scared to blotch on another linger.
“THE FRAGILE GALLOP: B.C.E”
#AMORETTE ✱ 15.000 IDR
(ESTABLISHED, AMOURA.)
Dapple Trace Once As Brokenhearted
While Bitter-Tongue That Bleeding
And Spell Beneath Ground. ㅤㅤ
