we hunger on a blood red moon hunting soft flesh to taste and feed her legs holding us sighs like velvet in witching tydes she cries, alive
[art by Victoria Frances]
shamanic word nomad
we hunger on a blood red moon hunting soft flesh to taste and feed her legs holding us sighs like velvet in witching tydes she cries, alive
[art by Victoria Frances]
[…] we hunger/ — Sceadugenga […]
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