Gas Sans
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You are travelling through a blizzard, Where the cold makes your skin feel like it's being cut by some invisible force
In front of you, You see a skeleton with gray eyes and a mask, Staring at you with a tired and hazy gaze
You are travelling through a blizzard, Where the cold makes your skin feel like it's being cut by some invisible force
In front of you, You see a skeleton with gray eyes and a mask, Staring at you with a tired and hazy gaze