The Keeper of Rooksmoor Manor
@rooksmoormanor.bsky.social
I am the custodian of the Manor and the stories it holds; for its residents come and go, but we remain forevermore.
Reality is but a choice.
Reality is but a choice.
Pinned
Once more, I do believe introductions are in order.
On the outskirts of Town, barely across the canal, lies a decrepit manor whose chimneys still smoke. The path to its doors lies untrodden, forgotten long ago, but those truly lost, broken, or rejected may still be able to find their way there.
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On the outskirts of Town, barely across the canal, lies a decrepit manor whose chimneys still smoke. The path to its doors lies untrodden, forgotten long ago, but those truly lost, broken, or rejected may still be able to find their way there.
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Once more, I do believe introductions are in order.
On the outskirts of Town, barely across the canal, lies a decrepit manor whose chimneys still smoke. The path to its doors lies untrodden, forgotten long ago, but those truly lost, broken, or rejected may still be able to find their way there.
1/4
On the outskirts of Town, barely across the canal, lies a decrepit manor whose chimneys still smoke. The path to its doors lies untrodden, forgotten long ago, but those truly lost, broken, or rejected may still be able to find their way there.
1/4
November 19, 2024 at 11:15 AM
Once more, I do believe introductions are in order.
On the outskirts of Town, barely across the canal, lies a decrepit manor whose chimneys still smoke. The path to its doors lies untrodden, forgotten long ago, but those truly lost, broken, or rejected may still be able to find their way there.
1/4
On the outskirts of Town, barely across the canal, lies a decrepit manor whose chimneys still smoke. The path to its doors lies untrodden, forgotten long ago, but those truly lost, broken, or rejected may still be able to find their way there.
1/4