RIP N' TYR
RIP N' TYR
Keuia
The moon shines over the woods, a beacon in the night. Creatures of the dark are spoiling for a fight. Hidden in twilight’s shadow, a teddy bear mob. Stalking their quarry, another night on the job. A lone girl strolls past. Her arm, a parasol slung. Claws are brandished. The night is still young. Play time is over. Slay time starts now.
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