a possesor of eternally pristine souls.
Meet me in Edinburgh’s winter haze, where the ancient streets wear a silver glaze. Amongst stone and frost, as the daylight wanes, we’ll wander through alleys and shadowed lanes.
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Meet me in Edinburgh’s winter haze, where the ancient streets wear a silver glaze. Amongst stone and frost, as the daylight wanes, we’ll wander through alleys and shadowed lanes.
Subscribers: 1