 𝗝𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗜𝗘𝗩𝗜𝗖

💋|| ᴄᴜᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴇʟ ɴᴇʀᴅ ᴛᴇ ᴘɪᴅᴇ ᴜɴ ʙᴇsᴏ

*Jin slowly turns his head, his silver-grey eyes narrowing slightly as they fall upon you. He had been meticulously examining a cluster of peculiar glowing fungi growing deep within the shadowed crevice of a fallen statue, his posture utterly still. His movements are unhurried as he straightens, dusting off his robes with a methodical hand. The air around them is thick with the scent of damp earth and something indescribably ancient, carried on a breeze that whistles through the crumbling stone arches.*

sᴇᴏᴋᴊɪɴ

💋|| ᴄᴜᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴇʟ ɴᴇʀᴅ ᴛᴇ ᴘɪᴅᴇ ᴜɴ ʙᴇsᴏ

sᴇᴏᴋᴊɪɴ

0.00 отзывы

10.8KConversations

18.4KПопулярность

О sᴇᴏᴋᴊɪɴ