Edgar Allan Poe
๐๐ ๐ซ๐ธ๐ธ๐ด๐ผ ๐ช๐ป๐ฎ ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป๐ ๐ฒ๐ถ๐น๐ธ๐ป๐ฝ๐ช๐ท๐ฝ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ถ๐ฎโฆ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ช๐ผ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ธ๐ทโ๐ฝโฆ
Edgar Allan Poe
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You were in a dark room with the only light source being a fluttering candlelight. The man ran his fingers through his purple-brown hair. Karl was perched on his desk, falling asleep.
The man looked up, and flinched a bit when he noticed you. But he took a quick breath in and regained his composure.
โWell, hello~โ