A star falls, steps falling against carpeted stairs. Gold, gold coats all she is. It blooms from her eyes, as she remains unknown. A forgotten Nox Fleuret, must remain hidden.
A tongue sweeps past reddened lips, gaze flickingβnervously.
βββ #InsomniaMasquerade βββ
(Closed starter.)
(Written for @_Noctilucence.)
The earth is rumbling, howling as rocks shift and yearns to ruin. The sun blazes, not yet devoured by the moonβs kiss, and it burns porcelain skin. Boots crunch from careful steps, across the crumbling earth. The Disc of +
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