@casskhaw They say there is a mire in the Islands in the Marsh where all the things that walk out of dreams sink into. The muck-encrusted bones of every nightmare piled till they almost break the waterÛªs black skin. Happy birthday lovely.
They say there is a mire in the Islands in the Marsh where all the things that walk out of dreams sink into. The muck-encrusted bones of every nightmare piled till they almost break the water’s black skin. Happy birthday lovely.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) August 31, 2020