#vss365 #vssmurder #MuseMon
The Watch metes out rough justice to revelers & masterless whores w/ no regret or consequence if they die.
Yet rarely passes a moonless night w/o an act of silent vengeance—a stiletto or barb of poison-grass thrust deep in a lawman’s vulnerable neck https://t.co/vuP2gDCHot#vss365 #vssmurder #MuseMon
The Watch metes out rough justice to revelers & masterless whores w/ no regret or consequence if they die.
Yet rarely passes a moonless night w/o 1362277 #vss365 #vssmurder #MuseMon
The Watch metes out rough justice to revelers & masterless whores w/ no regret or
The Watch metes out rough justice to revelers & masterless whores w/ no regret or consequence if they die.
Yet rarely passes a moonless night w/o an act of silent vengeance—a stiletto or barb of poison-grass thrust deep in a lawman’s vulnerable neck https://t.co/vuP2gDCHot#vss365 #vssmurder #MuseMon
The Watch metes out rough justice to revelers & masterless whores w/ no regret or consequence if they die.
Yet rarely passes a moonless night w/o 1362277 #vss365 #vssmurder #MuseMon
The Watch metes out rough justice to revelers & masterless whores w/ no regret or
Silent winter nights hold many secrets, & none more wondrous that the shimmering lake, its waters filled with stars. In the hours before dawn, hundreds of boats skim its shiny surface– men, young & old, trying to reel in a star, each holding a fulfilment of an 'if #only'.
#vss365 https://t.co/fJ2n2rhHsUSilent winter nights hold many 8488256 Silent winter nights hold many secrets, & none more wondrous that the shimmering lake, its waters filled with stars. In the hours before dawn, hundreds of boats skim its shiny surface– men, young & old, trying to reel in a star, each holding a fulfilment
#vss365 https://t.co/fJ2n2rhHsUSilent winter nights hold many 8488256 Silent winter nights hold many secrets, & none more wondrous that the shimmering lake, its waters filled with stars. In the hours before dawn, hundreds of boats skim its shiny surface– men, young & old, trying to reel in a star, each holding a fulfilment
#vss365 #Bookishtues #TrickyTues
Night is personal, a quilt of tenderness in shared pleasure & the drowsy submission of memories to forgiveness. As the moon pales & the sun conjures mist from the lake the shutters of experience yawn open & we rise to meet another rapacious dawn. https://t.co/7f1uEdLUPY#vss365 #Bookishtues #TrickyTues
Night is personal, a quilt of tenderness in shared pleasure & the drowsy submission of memories to forgiveness. 7931335 #vss365 #Bookishtues #TrickyTues
Night is personal, a quilt of tenderness in shared pleasure & the drowsy submission of memories to forgiveness. As the moon pales & the sun
Night is personal, a quilt of tenderness in shared pleasure & the drowsy submission of memories to forgiveness. As the moon pales & the sun conjures mist from the lake the shutters of experience yawn open & we rise to meet another rapacious dawn. https://t.co/7f1uEdLUPY#vss365 #Bookishtues #TrickyTues
Night is personal, a quilt of tenderness in shared pleasure & the drowsy submission of memories to forgiveness. 7931335 #vss365 #Bookishtues #TrickyTues
Night is personal, a quilt of tenderness in shared pleasure & the drowsy submission of memories to forgiveness. As the moon pales & the sun
#vss365 #vssnature #Thurds
The market was deserted except for the litter w/ no place to settle in the gale that skimmed off rooftops & howled around corners. She’d not asked to be out, but it blustered at her face to leave her exhilarated & panting w/ an iron taste in her mouth. https://t.co/8OtxnlqjLG#vss365 #vssnature #Thurds
The market was deserted except for the litter w/ no place to settle in the gale that skimmed off rooftops & howled around corners. She’d not asked to be out, but it blustered at her face to leave her exhilarated & panting w/ 7281979 #vss365 #vssnature #Thurds
The market was deserted except
The market was deserted except for the litter w/ no place to settle in the gale that skimmed off rooftops & howled around corners. She’d not asked to be out, but it blustered at her face to leave her exhilarated & panting w/ an iron taste in her mouth. https://t.co/8OtxnlqjLG#vss365 #vssnature #Thurds
The market was deserted except for the litter w/ no place to settle in the gale that skimmed off rooftops & howled around corners. She’d not asked to be out, but it blustered at her face to leave her exhilarated & panting w/ 7281979 #vss365 #vssnature #Thurds
The market was deserted except
#vss365 #vsspic #LilLuvStory
We crave the eye of a jealous man for w/out his blessing a girl is made common. My gown when I am chosen served generations of wives, & as the edict decrees I go alone to the binding-chapel but lift my skirts, determined to outrun the girl-traders. https://t.co/0wO4T0Ff3b#vss365 #vsspic #LilLuvStory
We crave the eye of a jealous man for w/out his blessing a girl is made common. My gown when I am chosen served generations of wives, & as the edict decrees 2231872 #vss365 #vsspic #LilLuvStory
We crave the eye of a jealous man for w/out his blessing a
We crave the eye of a jealous man for w/out his blessing a girl is made common. My gown when I am chosen served generations of wives, & as the edict decrees I go alone to the binding-chapel but lift my skirts, determined to outrun the girl-traders. https://t.co/0wO4T0Ff3b#vss365 #vsspic #LilLuvStory
We crave the eye of a jealous man for w/out his blessing a girl is made common. My gown when I am chosen served generations of wives, & as the edict decrees 2231872 #vss365 #vsspic #LilLuvStory
We crave the eye of a jealous man for w/out his blessing a
#vss365 #Bookishtues #TrickyTues
Night is personal, a quilt of tenderness in shared pleasure & the drowsy submission of memories to forgiveness. As the moon pales & the sun conjures mist from the lake the shutters of experience yawn open & we rise to meet another rapacious dawn. https://t.co/7f1uEdLUPY#vss365 #Bookishtues #TrickyTues
Night is personal, a quilt of tenderness in shared pleasure & the drowsy submission of memories to forgiveness. As the moon pales & the sun conjures mist from the lake the shutters 4383409 #vss365 #Bookishtues #TrickyTues
Night is personal, a quilt of tenderness in shared pleasure &
Night is personal, a quilt of tenderness in shared pleasure & the drowsy submission of memories to forgiveness. As the moon pales & the sun conjures mist from the lake the shutters of experience yawn open & we rise to meet another rapacious dawn. https://t.co/7f1uEdLUPY#vss365 #Bookishtues #TrickyTues
Night is personal, a quilt of tenderness in shared pleasure & the drowsy submission of memories to forgiveness. As the moon pales & the sun conjures mist from the lake the shutters 4383409 #vss365 #Bookishtues #TrickyTues
Night is personal, a quilt of tenderness in shared pleasure &