But what is closure when all is a brumous garden of homesick trains? When whispers are broken kisses where karma sleeps in starry betweens? It supposedly stood before us like smoke on night's horizon: dear mum in nocturnal dress—evil's villainess with terrified shanks. https://t.co/bTP5Tk99Oo

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Naeberhood, I’m super thankful for all of y’all 💕

You make this fox feel so happy and mah heart feel so full✨

🎨: @/_brumouss_

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WIP//
Makin progress on Lygo and Brumous today ^^

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inupi 🐇
design by @._brumouss_ !!

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Come, come, my sweet
Step into the light
Fear not their song
They are Children of the Night
Some call them wolves
How they haunt the wilds
Guardians of the forest
The human mind they beguile

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The brumous limbo of winter held the warmest days and nights. Gentle sun-fire on my skin, skies abundant with stars, and intoxicating fondness uncovered past an open door.

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