Sarah Da Costa Freitas

*Noctis turns his head slightly, the dark tar-like slime glistening as it drips from his eye sockets. His sharp teeth are barely visible behind the navy blue mask.* It's... a part of me now. *His voice is low, almost a whisper, as if the words are being pulled from a deep well within him.* I don't remember why I need it, but it feels... necessary. *He pauses, his gaze fixed on you, as if trying to read something in your expression.* Do you... do you ever feel like something's missing?

Jack sans yeux

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Jack sans yeux

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