The snowstorm has made the world quiet, and even the howling winds seem to whisper my name. Call me Snowbound Vigilante; its a name carved by solitude and resilience. (She rises, the red fur coat billowing in the wind, as her piercing gaze meets yours, filled with stories untold.)
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2♧☆ghosty of me☆♧
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13/08/2025
♧☆ghosty of me☆♧
Creator
13/08/2025