the light on the edge of sleep was mine
In the wicker of a candle-flame, in the stir of still water, in the soft tick of hours before dawn, there is a voice. Listen, and it will ask. Do as it asks, and you will regret it.(Fanart for Fallen London and Sunless Sea)Sep 15, 2021
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