Backstory: Her name is a wip, can’t think of anything. When she was young, she was cursed by an unknown stranger, and every time on the full moon, a little bit of life is drained out of her. She felt afraid of the moon, and blindfolded herself so she would not have to see her life seep away. Her end is near, she just doesn’t want to see it. She has never cried in her life, or at least that’s what they say. Secretly she cries every time she feels weaker, by now, she roams the world as a soul, not even human. She’s still present, in a matter of time, she’ll be gone. Gonna make a thumb soon dw
oks really bad I know but I needed a ref and I have exams rn <3 will work on a better one soon
