TW: light gore/blood
"Its hoove spread across the glass, thrusting itself to my reality; handing me a key. As it filled my palms, I could feel it breathing. It yearned for death and the halt of its suffering but I heed no mind..."
#cotl #cultofthelamb
"Its hoove spread across the glass, thrusting itself to my reality; handing me a key. As it filled my palms, I could feel it breathing. It yearned for death and the halt of its suffering but I heed no mind..."
#cotl #cultofthelamb
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