the missing parts of me

The shadows swarm, ready to feast on this small creature— it seems these little ones are filled with feast as they cross though from a magical, dead land.

…ah, how anticlimactic. This one is a famine.

The shadows fade away, and one can nearly feel their disappointment.

the Rift
simply explode

| TRANSFER NOTES : PATRICK |

Amulets:
A lingering tendril of darkness snatches up the bright Sun's blood you wear; not a single morsel is missed by the Rift.

Normal items transfer fine, just use this thread as link-proof in his profile.