― 𝙟𝙖𝙨

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there's a house on a hill at the end of the world. where the open road reaches the sky, with its floorboards that creak under secrets they keep and the weight of each traveller's goodbye.

there's a house where spiderwebs string up the sun, where the winds of the world start to blow, and it's here that is home to the hearts on the run; to the lost souls with nowhere to go.