05-04-2021, 02:29 PM
The mood was dark, clouds casting over the light of the moon, and the sun settling hours ago. Night approached, and she still awake in the dead of it. A skulking, long-limbed wolf, her form slithering around the mountain as green-jades closely watch around, cautiously gazing at anything that was deemed suspicious. Her nerves were in a disarray, and anxiety within her soul ; Desdemona felt like something was wrong tonight, and thus, could not sleep.
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