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@ToWalkWithDeath

โ”€ โ„’แดแด แด‡, ๐’ป ษชแด…แด‡สŸษชแด›ส, แด€ษดแด… ๐‘ฝ๐‘ฌ๐‘ต๐‘ฎ๐‘ฌ๐‘จ๐‘ต๐‘ช๐‘ฌ ส™แด‡สŸแดษดษข แด›แด แดแด‡. |#๐’ฏ๐’ฝโ„ฏ๐’ฒ๐’พ๐“‰๐’ธ๐’ฝโ„ฏ๐“‡ แดแด„|#สŸแด…แด| #๐“‚๐’น๐“ƒ๐’พ|

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+ The presence observes him while shivers of violence whisper across her skin. Friend or foe, it didnโ€™t matter. Death comes for everyone.
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Red as blood, metallic as ink, inhuman eyes gaze upon the moon; a ghostly galleon sailing a torrent of darkness upon cloudy seas. Winterโ€™s breath pierced the night, whispering in a voice of silver and frost, refusing to relinquish its mantle. โ€œ๐’ฎ๐“Š๐’ธ๐’ฝ ๐’ถ ๐“…๐’พ๐“‰๐“Žโ€ฆโ€
ษขแด‡ส€แด€สŸแด› (@TheWolfOfRivia) profile pictureษขแด‡ส€แด€สŸแด›@TheWolfOfRivia22 Dec 2024
The Witcher cast his eyes toward the waxing moon which traversed the sky. Darkness held on longest tonight. โ€œWinter solsticeโ€ฆโ€, he uttered, to no one in particular. โ€œNight will grow shorter from here onโ€ฆโ€
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แด›สœแด‡ ๐ต๐‘’๐’ถ๐“Š๐“‰๐“Ž แด๊œฐ ๐‘ฝ๐‘ฌ๐‘ต๐‘ฎ๐‘ฌ๐‘จ๐‘ต๐‘ช๐‘ฌ . . . sแดœแด„สœ ๐‘บ๐‘พ๐‘ฌ๐‘ฌ๐‘ป ๐“‡โ„ฏ๐“โ„ฏ๐’ถ๐“ˆโ„ฏ
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โ ๐‘ซ๐‘ฌ๐‘จ๐‘ป๐‘ฏ ษชs ๐“€๐’พ๐“ƒ๐’น. ๐‘ณ๐‘ฐ๐‘ญ๐‘ฌ ษชs ๐“ƒโ„ด๐“‰. โž โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โœงโ”€โ—ˆโ”€โœงโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ”€โœงโ”€แด›สœแด‡ ๐‘ซ๐‘ฌ๐‘ฌ๐‘น ๐’ฒโ„ด๐“‚๐’ถ๐“ƒ โ”€โœงโ”€ โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โœงโ”€โ—ˆโ”€โœงโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ”Šโ”Šโ”Šโ”Šโ‹† โœง ยท โœง โœต. โ”Šโ”Šโ”Šโ˜† * * โ‹† โ”Šโ”Šโ˜… * ๐— ๐—”๐—ฆ๐—ง๐—˜๐—ฅ ๐—ง๐—›๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—”๐—— โ”Šโ”Š* . * โœฆ โ”Šโ˜† ยฐ โœง ยท โ˜…*
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เผ„ ๐€๐๐Ž๐”๐“ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐–๐‘๐ˆ๐“๐„๐‘ เผ„
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Open.xn--6ii RP.xn--6ii Curtains of gossamer light pour through whispering emerald boughs like sparkling champagne, dappling the forest floor beneath. The morning air rang with the crisp, song of birds in the trees, followed by the silvery echo of far +
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เผ„ ๐’๐“๐€๐‘๐“๐„๐‘ ๐‚๐€๐‹๐‹ เผ„ โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€” โ™ก ๊œฐแดส€ แด€ sแด›แด€ส€แด›แด‡ส€ โ†ป ๊œฐแดส€ sสŸ แด˜สŸแด€ษดษดษชษดษข แด ษชแด€ แด…แด โŠณ แดกษชสŸสŸ ส™แด‡ sแด‡สŸแด‡แด„แด›ษชแด แด‡ โŠณ แด˜สŸแด‡แด€sแด‡ ส™แด‡ แด˜แด€แด›ษชแด‡ษดแด›
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เผ„ ๐€๐๐Ž๐”๐“ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐–๐‘๐ˆ๐“๐„๐‘ เผ„
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โ ษช แดแด€ส ส™แด‡ ๐’ท๐“๐’พ๐“ƒ๐’น, ส™แดœแด› ษช แด„แด€ษด sแด›ษชสŸสŸ ๐“ˆโ„ฏโ„ฏโ€ฆโž โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โœงโ”€โ—ˆโ”€โœงโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ”€โœงโ”€แด›สœแด‡ ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐’น๐’นโ„ฏ๐“ƒ ๐‘ฉ๐‘ณ๐‘จ๐‘ซ๐‘ฌโ”€โœงโ”€ โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โœงโ”€โ—ˆโ”€โœงโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ”Šโ”Šโ”Šโ”Šโ‹† โœง ยท โœง โœต. โ”Šโ”Šโ”Šโ˜† * * โ‹† โ”Šโ”Šโ˜… * ๐— ๐—”๐—ฆ๐—ง๐—˜๐—ฅ ๐—ง๐—›๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—”๐—— โ”Šโ”Š* . * โœฆ โ”Šโ˜† ยฐ โœง ยท โ˜…*
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+ werenโ€™t wiped. They werenโ€™t lostโ€ฆ it wasnโ€™t a matter of reconnecting damaged tissue in her brain or rewriting a memory. She never -lived- them. How could she want what was already dead?
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