but why did you
move the mirrors?
At last.
Jigano’s voice rings like a bell through the black of night, a clear and pure tone that cuts through the madness and sends the creatures fleeing back into the dark. In their wake, in the spaces between, they come.
Bobbing and dancing, little more than orbs of light in some cases, in others full ethereal visions of those who had lost their lives out in the darkness, they come. Drawn by the lantern and the song, they flock to Jigano, desperate for their salvation.
Jigano’s voice rings like a bell through the black of night, a clear and pure tone that cuts through the madness and sends the creatures fleeing back into the dark. In their wake, in the spaces between, they come.
Bobbing and dancing, little more than orbs of light in some cases, in others full ethereal visions of those who had lost their lives out in the darkness, they come. Drawn by the lantern and the song, they flock to Jigano, desperate for their salvation.
we miss watching you
LONGNiGht
