



Crimson
byA Mareli S•~3min
Genres & Atmosphere
His hands are wet with the color his title brings. His smile of amusement in the midst of war has twisted more and more into a look of indifference. His cobalt blue eyes, already so intimate to the red, begin to run out of him. When did you get so exhausted from it?
Synopsis
His hands are wet with the color his title brings.
His smile of amusement in the midst of war has twisted more and more into a look of indifference.
His cobalt blue eyes, already so intimate to the red, begin to run out of him.
When did you get so exhausted from it?
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View profileOlá, seja lá quem você é. Não sei o que te trouxe a ver meu perfil, mas se está lendo isso pode significar que quer saber algo sobre mim. En...
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