CARPE NOCTEM. seize the night, young serpent— nobody can see your fear in the dark.
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ACT I 𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆
❛ thereare things to run toward and things to run from. find me here at the cold edge of the world, balancing on a precipice. white like sunlight, white like ice, white like the stretches of your eyes looking for me in places i'll no longer be. watch me run, o man with no name.
