⑇ Wιᥣᥣoᥕ ⑇ @InviolableStorm

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⑇ Wιᥣᥣoᥕ ⑇ @InviolableStorm

7 years ago

@ArdentHunting « skull. She did. Her weight suddenly staggered against him; a struggle with uprighting herself, and collapsing under the pressure of anchored limbs as consciousness leaked from her until limp.

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⑇ Wιᥣᥣoᥕ ⑇ @InviolableStorm

7 years ago

@ArdentHunting « Her hand dropped from the knife's handle to the leather front of his coat for something to grasp, to balance. The snow burned into her sights. Bright. She wanted nothing more than to close her eyes against it, and against the pounding to her »

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⑇ Wιᥣᥣoᥕ ⑇ @InviolableStorm

7 years ago

The snow sunk light underneath her steps, leaving behind a faint trail. Every instinct she past harnessed advised her not to make deep tracks or busied noise, unless she wished to attract the attention of the unwanted visitor again. Settling inside the »

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⑇ Wιᥣᥣoᥕ ⑇ @InviolableStorm

7 years ago

@ArdentHunting « drawing from the deepest part of her memory. Her hand still shook.

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⑇ Wιᥣᥣoᥕ ⑇ @InviolableStorm

7 years ago

@ArdentHunting « glare had frayed by several knotches, softened into a wary stare. She slowly hunkered down in the snow with him and drew her grip away from the knife. Gloved fingers unraveled before him; an offering, truce. "Friend?" She repeated, asked, »

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ᴊᴏʀᴅᴀɴ ᴄʟᴀʀᴋᴇ @RoguishSavior

8 years ago

“It’s quite fun. Seeing it all crash and burn.” Original Character The Walking Dead Seasons 1-9 Red Dead Redemption 1&2 Trigger Warning/18+ Crossover/AU Welcomed Descriptive/Literate Happily Shipped With @Sadistic_charm Writer: #RoguishArtist Like & RT

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⑇ Wιᥣᥣoᥕ ⑇ @InviolableStorm

7 years ago

@ArdentHunting « /not./

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⑇ Wιᥣᥣoᥕ ⑇ @InviolableStorm

7 years ago

@ArdentHunting « faces, familiar and worn. "...Fox," her gut propelled her to say through her breath, in the mixed language she picked from her memory. She squinted at him, very well considering if she dug her own grave. Something about the smile told her »