TALK ABOUT A LANDSLIDE // junkyard search

[ATBASH CIPHER.]

ATBASH CIPHER

you're the cause, the antidote ,
the sinking ship that i could not let go !

Atbash hadn't been expecting anyone to follow her, but she certainly wasn't complaining about having company at the moment. She looked up at the sound of wings flapping, seeing Moth flying overhead before quickly landing. "Not really," The savannah admitted with a laugh. "Maybe a trinket or two? Some new jewelry to wear maybe, or something."

female f1 savannah | vassal [hp] of commune of tanglewood | "speaking" | thoughts | "telepathically speaking"

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