Part 2
- as the sun comes over the horizon, I come out from my small tent. The fire has died down, and I find myself with a sense of unease, something was wrong. I continue to pack up my camp, and set off towards the city closer to where I am.
Each step was filled with the same feeling of unease that was felt at the camp. Some kind of spell or hex must have been put on me. I walk the path for many hours until a small cart, and bard stop next to me. He ask if I would like a ride, and I except. I sit on the hay bales as the cart shakes and rattles.
A song fills my head as the world around me starts to fade away. I sat there, trying to understand where I have bee cast to. I feel nothing, the world around me feels like I’ve been put into a box, filled with honey. Unable to move, and unable to see the light of the outside. Moments ago I felt fine, and now I’m anything but.
✨✨Playing around with some cult of the lamb stuff ✨✨
yes, very festive, I know
We just adore our grumpy cat boi
little red riding kaz... now who's that wolf following you 🐺
i have nothing good to post
“why does that character have to be queer?”
why not?
“why does that character have to be trans?”
why not?
“why does that character have to be a poc?”
why not?
bunny suit Lamb ft Narinder losing his mind lol
I don’t know what to post so here’s my fucking desk critters
Some cute narilamb✨
I’m really confused how everyone meets mutual and talks to people. Like I think everyone is super cool, nice, and probably likes to listen to cool music, and I just don’t get it.
21|🏳️⚧️gender: ??? | pronouns: ??? | PansexualPFP by Starrie on Etsy
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