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【 TURRETS SCREAM WITH FIRE,
PENNANTS CHAR AND CURL,
AND ROSE-TINTED GLASS
EXPLODES INTO A RAIN OF
IRIDESCENT HOWLS. 】
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
【 TURRETS SCREAM WITH FIRE,
PENNANTS CHAR AND CURL,
AND ROSE-TINTED GLASS
EXPLODES INTO A RAIN OF
IRIDESCENT HOWLS. 】
AND THE BELLS ANSWERED—
NOT IN DEVOTION, BUT IN
DIREFUL SUMMONS.𐁊 XII: The people gathered beneath that ashen firmament, a single shivering multitude staring upward, their hearts synchronized in terror, bracing themselves against the incandescent god descending upon them in a furnace of light.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
{&’..Xx} CENTURIES HAVE TWISTED
AND GNAWED AT ITS VERY BEING
ERODING ITS CORE THE WAY ROT
DEVOURS BONE—••🤩
❲ DELACEY VERMILLION ❳
#DASHWING
━━━━━━ ψ ━━━━━━
&’.. Now it sickens beneath the weight of solitude, not from frailty, but from a ravenous ache that burns through the marrow of its oldest soul. It watches the kingdom below, awake and alive, yet impossibly distant. Its colossal wings unfurl with a tremor that scatters clouds and bends the air around it, the castle beneath glowing with a life the dragon can never enter.
(━━ ड्रैगन्स 1’19+ ..| BORN ØN FIRE🔥 )
🫀 Flame erupts from its throat, not from fury, but from the ancient need to be witnessed and feared. Turrets ignite, glass shatters into shimmering rain, and bells answer in dire summons. Beneath the ashen sky, the people gather as one trembling multitude, bracing themselves for the incandescent god descending upon them.
{&’..Xx} CENTURIES HAVE TWISTED
AND GNAWED AT ITS VERY BEING
ERODING ITS CORE THE WAY ROT
DEVOURS BONE—••
❲ DELACEY VERMILLION ❳
#DASHWING
━━━━━━ ψ ━━━━━━
&’.. Now it sickens beneath the weight of solitude, not from frailty, but from a ravenous ache that burns through the marrow of its oldest soul. It watches the kingdom below, awake and alive, yet impossibly distant. Its colossal wings unfurl with a tremor that scatters clouds and bends the air around it, the castle beneath glowing with a life the dragon can never enter.
(━━ ड्रैगन्स 1’19+ ..| BORN ØN FIRE
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Delacey Rae
Elion keeps me alive.
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【 TURRETS SCREAM WITH FIRE,
PENNANTS CHAR AND CURL,
AND ROSE-TINTED GLASS
EXPLODES INTO A RAIN OF
IRIDESCENT HOWLS. 】
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
【 TURRETS SCREAM WITH FIRE,
PENNANTS CHAR AND CURL,
AND ROSE-TINTED GLASS
EXPLODES INTO A RAIN OF
IRIDESCENT HOWLS. 】
AND THE BELLS ANSWERED—
NOT IN DEVOTION, BUT IN
DIREFUL SUMMONS.𐁊 XII: The people gathered beneath that ashen firmament, a single shivering multitude staring upward, their hearts synchronized in terror, bracing themselves against the incandescent god descending upon them in a furnace of light.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
{&’..Xx} CENTURIES HAVE TWISTED
AND GNAWED AT ITS VERY BEING
ERODING ITS CORE THE WAY ROT
DEVOURS BONE—••🤩
❲ CRESSILA VERMILLION ❳
#WISHPERINGDEATH
━━━━━━ ψ ━━━━━━
&’.. Now it sickens beneath the weight of solitude, not from frailty, but from a ravenous ache that burns through the marrow of its oldest soul. It watches the kingdom below, awake and alive, yet impossibly distant. Its colossal wings unfurl with a tremor that scatters clouds and bends the air around it, the castle beneath glowing with a life the dragon can never enter.
(━━ ड्रैगन्स 1’19+ ..| BORN ØN FIRE🔥 )
🫀 Flame erupts from its throat, not from fury, but from the ancient need to be witnessed and feared. Turrets ignite, glass shatters into shimmering rain, and bells answer in dire summons. Beneath the ashen sky, the people gather as one trembling multitude, bracing themselves for the incandescent god descending upon them.
{&’..Xx} CENTURIES HAVE TWISTED
AND GNAWED AT ITS VERY BEING
ERODING ITS CORE THE WAY ROT
DEVOURS BONE—••
❲ CRESSILA VERMILLION ❳
#WISHPERINGDEATH
━━━━━━ ψ ━━━━━━
&’.. Now it sickens beneath the weight of solitude, not from frailty, but from a ravenous ache that burns through the marrow of its oldest soul. It watches the kingdom below, awake and alive, yet impossibly distant. Its colossal wings unfurl with a tremor that scatters clouds and bends the air around it, the castle beneath glowing with a life the dragon can never enter.
(━━ ड्रैगन्स 1’19+ ..| BORN ØN FIRE
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Cressila.
Not here.
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प्रेत — PHANŦASM ELDŘIŦCH FERVØR AND
VØRACIOUS DREAD SLITHERS {…🤚 }
CØNSŦELLÂŦIONS FØRSÅKEN MØRŦALÍTY.
xxXo.🖤
BALAUR: THE YOUNGER.
✷ An ancient wyvern haunts the forsaken cloisters of a broken ravine; Its titanic wings unfurl like ruinous banners, obsidian scales flickering with a cold, preternatural glow.
VØRACIOUS DREAD SLITHERS {…
CØNSŦELLÂŦIONS FØRSÅKEN MØRŦALÍTY.
xxXo.
Where dusk coagulates into a bruise-colored shroud. BALAUR: THE YOUNGER.
Fractured ravine tongues.✷ An ancient wyvern haunts the forsaken cloisters of a broken ravine; Its titanic wings unfurl like ruinous banners, obsidian scales flickering with a cold, preternatural glow.
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【 TURRETS SCREAM WITH FIRE,
PENNANTS CHAR AND CURL,
AND ROSE-TINTED GLASS
EXPLODES INTO A RAIN OF
IRIDESCENT HOWLS. 】
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
【 TURRETS SCREAM WITH FIRE,
PENNANTS CHAR AND CURL,
AND ROSE-TINTED GLASS
EXPLODES INTO A RAIN OF
IRIDESCENT HOWLS. 】
AND THE BELLS ANSWERED—
NOT IN DEVOTION, BUT IN
DIREFUL SUMMONS.𐁊 XII: The people gathered beneath that ashen firmament, a single shivering multitude staring upward, their hearts synchronized in terror, bracing themselves against the incandescent god descending upon them in a furnace of light.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
❤7❤🔥3💋3
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
{&’..Xx} CENTURIES HAVE TWISTED
AND GNAWED AT ITS VERY BEING
ERODING ITS CORE THE WAY ROT
DEVOURS BONE—••🤩
❲ JAMES VERMILLION ❳
#POUNCER
━━━━━━ ψ ━━━━━━
&’.. Now it sickens beneath the weight of solitude, not from frailty, but from a ravenous ache that burns through the marrow of its oldest soul. It watches the kingdom below, awake and alive, yet impossibly distant. Its colossal wings unfurl with a tremor that scatters clouds and bends the air around it, the castle beneath glowing with a life the dragon can never enter.
(━━ ड्रैगन्स 1’19+ ..| BORN ØN FIRE🔥 )
🫀 Flame erupts from its throat, not from fury, but from the ancient need to be witnessed and feared. Turrets ignite, glass shatters into shimmering rain, and bells answer in dire summons. Beneath the ashen sky, the people gather as one trembling multitude, bracing themselves for the incandescent god descending upon them.
{&’..Xx} CENTURIES HAVE TWISTED
AND GNAWED AT ITS VERY BEING
ERODING ITS CORE THE WAY ROT
DEVOURS BONE—••
❲ JAMES VERMILLION ❳
#POUNCER
━━━━━━ ψ ━━━━━━
&’.. Now it sickens beneath the weight of solitude, not from frailty, but from a ravenous ache that burns through the marrow of its oldest soul. It watches the kingdom below, awake and alive, yet impossibly distant. Its colossal wings unfurl with a tremor that scatters clouds and bends the air around it, the castle beneath glowing with a life the dragon can never enter.
(━━ ड्रैगन्स 1’19+ ..| BORN ØN FIRE
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James verm.
GL1TCH M1RROR: 🕹📟 City pulse humming under my skin. शोर "Dawn pulls up before we can slip away." 🔊
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【 TURRETS SCREAM WITH FIRE,
PENNANTS CHAR AND CURL,
AND ROSE-TINTED GLASS
EXPLODES INTO A RAIN OF
IRIDESCENT HOWLS. 】
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
【 TURRETS SCREAM WITH FIRE,
PENNANTS CHAR AND CURL,
AND ROSE-TINTED GLASS
EXPLODES INTO A RAIN OF
IRIDESCENT HOWLS. 】
AND THE BELLS ANSWERED—
NOT IN DEVOTION, BUT IN
DIREFUL SUMMONS.𐁊 XII: The people gathered beneath that ashen firmament, a single shivering multitude staring upward, their hearts synchronized in terror, bracing themselves against the incandescent god descending upon them in a furnace of light.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
{&’..Xx} CENTURIES HAVE TWISTED
AND GNAWED AT ITS VERY BEING
ERODING ITS CORE THE WAY ROT
DEVOURS BONE—••🤩
❲ WYLONEE VERMILLION ❳
#BELSERION
━━━━━━ ψ ━━━━━━
&’.. Now it sickens beneath the weight of solitude, not from frailty, but from a ravenous ache that burns through the marrow of its oldest soul. It watches the kingdom below, awake and alive, yet impossibly distant. Its colossal wings unfurl with a tremor that scatters clouds and bends the air around it, the castle beneath glowing with a life the dragon can never enter.
(━━ ड्रैगन्स 1’19+ ..| BORN ØN FIRE🔥 )
🫀 Flame erupts from its throat, not from fury, but from the ancient need to be witnessed and feared. Turrets ignite, glass shatters into shimmering rain, and bells answer in dire summons. Beneath the ashen sky, the people gather as one trembling multitude, bracing themselves for the incandescent god descending upon them.
{&’..Xx} CENTURIES HAVE TWISTED
AND GNAWED AT ITS VERY BEING
ERODING ITS CORE THE WAY ROT
DEVOURS BONE—••
❲ WYLONEE VERMILLION ❳
#BELSERION
━━━━━━ ψ ━━━━━━
&’.. Now it sickens beneath the weight of solitude, not from frailty, but from a ravenous ache that burns through the marrow of its oldest soul. It watches the kingdom below, awake and alive, yet impossibly distant. Its colossal wings unfurl with a tremor that scatters clouds and bends the air around it, the castle beneath glowing with a life the dragon can never enter.
(━━ ड्रैगन्स 1’19+ ..| BORN ØN FIRE
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stella. ♥
⊹ ࣪ ˖
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【 TURRETS SCREAM WITH FIRE,
PENNANTS CHAR AND CURL,
AND ROSE-TINTED GLASS
EXPLODES INTO A RAIN OF
IRIDESCENT HOWLS. 】
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
【 TURRETS SCREAM WITH FIRE,
PENNANTS CHAR AND CURL,
AND ROSE-TINTED GLASS
EXPLODES INTO A RAIN OF
IRIDESCENT HOWLS. 】
AND THE BELLS ANSWERED—
NOT IN DEVOTION, BUT IN
DIREFUL SUMMONS.𐁊 XII: The people gathered beneath that ashen firmament, a single shivering multitude staring upward, their hearts synchronized in terror, bracing themselves against the incandescent god descending upon them in a furnace of light.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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{&’..Xx} CENTURIES HAVE TWISTED
AND GNAWED AT ITS VERY BEING
ERODING ITS CORE THE WAY ROT
DEVOURS BONE—••🤩
❲ JORICK VERMILLION ❳
#SLEUTHER
━━━━━━ ψ ━━━━━━
&’.. Now it sickens beneath the weight of solitude, not from frailty, but from a ravenous ache that burns through the marrow of its oldest soul. It watches the kingdom below, awake and alive, yet impossibly distant. Its colossal wings unfurl with a tremor that scatters clouds and bends the air around it, the castle beneath glowing with a life the dragon can never enter.
(━━ ड्रैगन्स 1’19+ ..| BORN ØN FIRE🔥 )
🫀 Flame erupts from its throat, not from fury, but from the ancient need to be witnessed and feared. Turrets ignite, glass shatters into shimmering rain, and bells answer in dire summons. Beneath the ashen sky, the people gather as one trembling multitude, bracing themselves for the incandescent god descending upon them.
{&’..Xx} CENTURIES HAVE TWISTED
AND GNAWED AT ITS VERY BEING
ERODING ITS CORE THE WAY ROT
DEVOURS BONE—••
❲ JORICK VERMILLION ❳
#SLEUTHER
━━━━━━ ψ ━━━━━━
&’.. Now it sickens beneath the weight of solitude, not from frailty, but from a ravenous ache that burns through the marrow of its oldest soul. It watches the kingdom below, awake and alive, yet impossibly distant. Its colossal wings unfurl with a tremor that scatters clouds and bends the air around it, the castle beneath glowing with a life the dragon can never enter.
(━━ ड्रैगन्स 1’19+ ..| BORN ØN FIRE
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Jorick Ärv.
Jace my kiss of life.
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【 TURRETS SCREAM WITH FIRE,
PENNANTS CHAR AND CURL,
AND ROSE-TINTED GLASS
EXPLODES INTO A RAIN OF
IRIDESCENT HOWLS. 】
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
【 TURRETS SCREAM WITH FIRE,
PENNANTS CHAR AND CURL,
AND ROSE-TINTED GLASS
EXPLODES INTO A RAIN OF
IRIDESCENT HOWLS. 】
AND THE BELLS ANSWERED—
NOT IN DEVOTION, BUT IN
DIREFUL SUMMONS.𐁊 XII: The people gathered beneath that ashen firmament, a single shivering multitude staring upward, their hearts synchronized in terror, bracing themselves against the incandescent god descending upon them in a furnace of light.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
{&’..Xx} CENTURIES HAVE TWISTED
AND GNAWED AT ITS VERY BEING
ERODING ITS CORE THE WAY ROT
DEVOURS BONE—••🤩
❲ AMYLIEST VERMILLION ❳
#RUFFRUNNER
━━━━━━ ψ ━━━━━━
&’.. Now it sickens beneath the weight of solitude, not from frailty, but from a ravenous ache that burns through the marrow of its oldest soul. It watches the kingdom below, awake and alive, yet impossibly distant. Its colossal wings unfurl with a tremor that scatters clouds and bends the air around it, the castle beneath glowing with a life the dragon can never enter.
(━━ ड्रैगन्स 1’19+ ..| BORN ØN FIRE🔥 )
🫀 Flame erupts from its throat, not from fury, but from the ancient need to be witnessed and feared. Turrets ignite, glass shatters into shimmering rain, and bells answer in dire summons. Beneath the ashen sky, the people gather as one trembling multitude, bracing themselves for the incandescent god descending upon them.
{&’..Xx} CENTURIES HAVE TWISTED
AND GNAWED AT ITS VERY BEING
ERODING ITS CORE THE WAY ROT
DEVOURS BONE—••
❲ AMYLIEST VERMILLION ❳
#RUFFRUNNER
━━━━━━ ψ ━━━━━━
&’.. Now it sickens beneath the weight of solitude, not from frailty, but from a ravenous ache that burns through the marrow of its oldest soul. It watches the kingdom below, awake and alive, yet impossibly distant. Its colossal wings unfurl with a tremor that scatters clouds and bends the air around it, the castle beneath glowing with a life the dragon can never enter.
(━━ ड्रैगन्स 1’19+ ..| BORN ØN FIRE
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Amyliest.
Some café-hush—caudelle en papier warmed till hearts keep. 🥯 𖹭
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