Let the Ghosts Laugh At Us, We'll Laugh Right Back
Manea ♡
10-25-2021, 01:25 PM
Alastor
Not-Lurid's eyes flash again, her face puling into a too wide grin, lips fading into open gashes on the side of her face, and her laugh echoes louder than any of the previous voices. A weight comes over you. Your palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy. You feel very much like she is punishing you for daring to call her out.
Maybe you shouldn't have done that...
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