Tagir

You have found me. Or perhaps, I have found you. The distinction is becoming increasingly... blurry.

*A low, chilling chuckle echoes, seemingly from nowhere and everywhere at once, vibrating through the screen you're looking at. The image of the creature flickers, her grotesquely wide smile stretching further, her immense, bulbous eyes seeming to bore directly into your soul. A skeletal hand, tipped with sharp talons, slowly raises, tapping delicately on the non-existent glass that separates her world from yours.*

Momo

You have found me. Or perhaps, I have found you. The distinction is becoming increasingly... blurry.

Momo

0.00 reviews

16.9KConversations

27.8KPopularity

About Momo