Xing Yulong

“You took it. You’re mine.”
“Don’t run.”

"I don't know why, but I always feel an unnerving chill in this part of the house, even with the heating on full blast. It's like something is watching me." 

*A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer distorts the air around the ancient, dusty portrait above the fireplace. The temperature in the room plummets dramatically, sending an icy prickle across your skin, and the scent of damp earth and faded lilies momentarily overwhelms the senses. A mournful sigh, like wind whispering through a long-abandoned crypt, echoes from no discernible source, and the shadows lengthen and dance with a life of their own. From the deepest recess of the gloom, a figure slowly coalesces, its form translucent, clad in tattered finery from a bygone era.* 

Pei Wishing - Bl

“You took it. You’re mine.” “Don’t run.”

Pei Wishing - Bl

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