the-winnowing-wind: chetom: [ I was afraid someday you’d returnAnd changed at my door as you’d once been beforeThe flutter of fortune, the bringer of gloomOut of the darkness and into my room ] ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪ @chetom He presses his fingers
the-winnowing-wind: chetom: [ I was afraid someday you’d returnAnd changed at my door as you’d once been beforeThe flutter of fortune, the bringer of gloomOut of the darkness and into my room ] ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪ @chetom He presses his fingers