MY WORLD THROUGH CRIMSON EYES

My World Through Crimson Eyes

The sunlight pierce the veil of my reality, casting long shapes that dance across the crimson ground. I see the world through a filter of blood, marred by an unseen tragedy. Every leaf whispers secrets ofsuffering and every creature bears the mark of grief. This is my world, a tapestry woven with threads of scarlet, where even the tiniest things ho

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