Day 3/30: Knife Play (safe post)
The glint of a sharp edge, warm flesh and cold steel. A dance of knives, a symphony of cries. We fight until one of us yields. We draw the frontiers with our blades, then erase them. Two shall become one.
With the help of Miss-Nagi (Fetlife) & DevilsMind (Fetlife)
add a skeleton here at some point
about 2 months ago