When moon fall out of the sky, a mysterious glowing quill fall onto my hands. The night is dark, yet it's comfortable to write. Sitting at my study, staring out the window, this castle is cold, it's been like this for a long time
- Loneliest, Island
- JoinedDecember 20, 2017
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