oh to walk through hallways of an empty castle, your footsteps echoing off of the stone tiles as you look out the window, the sun caressing your face as you hold tightly to your books, dust swirling around your feet.
aha I can’t post I have too much work to do
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Quite frankly, I love this kind of architecture. It’s just so much more interesting compared to the bland structures that I see so often.
So collapse. Crumble. This is not your destruction. This is your birth.
I’m sorry there is so much pain in this story.
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not dark academia, but lots of chaotic neutral energy