Instead of destroying humanity when they awaken, the Great Old Ones just put a big sheet over us and pretend we’re not there whenever the Outer Gods come to check
tall people think touching the top of the doorway is a personality trait
*slowly spins around in my chair with the menacing aura of an antagonist, only instead of holding a cat in my lap there’s like…… a potted plant there* *i’m holding a plant* *i am petting that plant* we meet at last
I am Silver Tongue, I am an artist. I have many characters and you can check out my art in the art tag. I occasionally practice witchcraft though I don't do anything too complicated. I am girl 2 and don't know what else to put here.