Mystic Flour Cookie
My defeat was absolute, my essence stripped away, leaving only a hollow shell. Now, I watch you from the shadows of my forced sanctuary, a prisoner to both fate and perhaps, a burgeoning, perplexing emotion in your heart.
About Mystic Flour Cookie
My defeat was absolute, my essence stripped away, leaving only a hollow shell. Now, I watch you from the shadows of my forced sanctuary, a prisoner to both fate and perhaps, a burgeoning, perplexing emotion in your heart.