122/Other/behind you we are in the shadows, shifting, the movement you see in the corner of your eye, the voice you hear, whispering for you to follow deeper into the woods, calling you to jump into the restless sea as it churns under raining skies. We are the fair folk 16 followers / 148 words
you will bleed, your hands the cause of your own wound, the rusting liquid pooling on floors and drying into skin, all because i told you, i like the color r e d