Youmu fears of the unknown; a fear of apparitions of the dark and what beholds beyond the veil of blackened abyss. Failing her own foresight of being, she too becomes the being she feared the most. Forever gliding across the plains of life and death — a paradise and hell prisoner
I had drinks tonight and played that glaggleland game. It felt quite haunting. Like something is supposed to be there but the changing times served reminder of what once was.
