“People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.”
Dricc | inca | tattoos | tripawd mom | caffeine junkie | axe throwing | boulder climbing | digital art (mainly DHRP)
queen of the Hunglish Empire
mother of moths
∆ my stand is the Mothman ∆