In the ruins of forgotten dreams, we bleed for the things we can’t forget.
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黙示' ────── Mavie Noire
&. in her silence, the void softly sings, a lullaby of ruin wrapped in broken wings.
with every glance, a sorrow etched in ink,
beneath the black lace sky, she's on the brink.
“Crimson Veil Hollow.”
— Thaddeus Vail.
&. in her silence, the void softly sings, a lullaby of ruin wrapped in broken wings.
with every glance, a sorrow etched in ink,
beneath the black lace sky, she's on the brink.
“Crimson Veil Hollow.”
— Thaddeus Vail.
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In the ruins of forgotten dreams, we bleed for the things we can’t forget. right away.
In the ruins of forgotten dreams, we bleed for the things we can’t forget. right away.