bulletholes in my heart

The shadows writhe around; there is still more to eat, and this neon light is ever hungry. The now brightly burning lights consume you as you enter into the Rift. Though the Portal has sucked you it, it strangely shies away from the death you have left behind in the godkilling land.

The Rift was too close to death, itself, to linger where you have been.

So it slips away, shadows moving onto more magical beings.

the Rift

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[TRANSFER NOTES : INDRA ]

Magic:
Transformation: Able to shapeshift into a winged lion, retains same colours.
Vanity Magic: When coat is wet, blue roan appears turns to silver.

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