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Christmas Eve.
Remothered DV AU from my dear. A vague past. Creative block.
“A merriest Christmas to you, Animae dimidium meae.”
Goodnight.
A little sketch ,bright colour with my dear.
Prove I'm still alive.
I don't know how to see him again.
Goodnight, sweet dreams
The silence of the pet
Dance Across The Moonlit Way "I could dance forever bathed in the colour of the moon when your eyes looking at me and me alone." By my dearest @MuseOfCrimson