The old sad serpent of the black woods. whose scars endure and eyes see nought anymore beyond the ash of a fire, and the diamonds in their palm.
Sit with them and you may hear stories. Some things are better left unknown. The knowledge….could forever crack your heart.
Inspired by ldst’s “ drm_sqnc ” which can be found here https://soundcloud.com/ldst/drm_sqnc
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