Another thing I'll never finish, much like the thing below it. A variation, I guess.

[celticlament]

The crescent moon rose in perpetual sepulchre to the day, blurring slightly midst the endless background of ebon that it attempted to consume; edges of opulence eating steadily into the darkness. Not a sound was to be heard, and only the flicker of waning candlelight in the homes of the sleeping offered any sort of company to Xuniira, the slight

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[cornered108]

If you don't finish one of these things, I'll end up biting your fingers off. Okay?