A little #TrickorTreat, or perhaps a curse, from the shadows of Baba Yaga’s forgotten woods. Somewhere betwixt bloodstained pages and the remnants of a forsaken covenant, your name shall linger long after these wretched days have rotted into oblivion. To @Rocheveil the damned souls who made this bleak existence a little less desolate. May these ink-stained confessions remain, even when the curse of time tears us asunder—for some bonds are not meant to be forgotten.

Your fellow miscreant, Carina's