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#inktober 30 - void
Her voice was of angels, her body was of devils
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#inktober 29 - infernal
His hate burned so brightly, he drowned the moon and brought the dawn
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#inktober 24 - cult of the waning moon
They shambled out of the desert on the eve of the solstice, with rot in their breath, fire in their eyes, and heresy in their throats.
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#inktober 23 - slither
Every privileged hunt alongside the leviathan was a lesson in stealth
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#inktober 7 - sisterhood
The sisters were always competitive, and Mother believed it would only breed strength.
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Nothing new to show at the moment. I paint too, remember?
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