~don't tell god, but i secretly enjoy it~ (for real this time)
The bonfire has been assembled and the witching hour will soon be upon us! It's time to discover what stories will be told in the midst of night!
Gather round, and see if I can spin a tale that makes ...
Robin and Marcel go to Fenwell's annual bonfire on their first date, and things get pretty hot.
“Fisher, hunter of seas: let’s meet! In the high waters, let’s meet!”
A tanka on the myth of the ignis fatuus, with a twist of Japanese folklore on the hitodama’s soul glowing flame.
the love stories we wish we had but were to afraid to seek
My thoughts are scattered, tossed to the night, An infinite pyre of stolen bronze light.
Growing up it made me numb
And I want to feel something again (Sober up - AJR)
Written for my bfffffff
~don't tell god, but i secretly enjoy it~ (for real this time)
The bonfire has been assembled and the witching hour will soon be upon us! It's time to discover what stories will be told in the midst of night!
Gather round, and see if I can spin a tale that makes ...
Robin and Marcel go to Fenwell's annual bonfire on their first date, and things get pretty hot.
“Fisher, hunter of seas: let’s meet! In the high waters, let’s meet!”
A tanka on the myth of the ignis fatuus, with a twist of Japanese folklore on the hitodama’s soul glowing flame.
the love stories we wish we had but were to afraid to seek
My thoughts are scattered, tossed to the night, An infinite pyre of stolen bronze light.
Growing up it made me numb
And I want to feel something again (Sober up - AJR)
Written for my bfffffff