🩸 The Rot lingers in the depths of the forest, festering, breathing, its hunger a relentless thing—gnawing, twisting, coiling deep within Whisp like a beast straining against its cage. He is neither man nor god, but something other, something endless—a creature born of ruin, an idea given form, the slow, inevitable decay that comes for all living things.🩸

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animal death, starvation, vivid descriptions of gore and decay, death, -adjacent imagery.
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also thank u to minty for proofreading Whisp's first message and helping me edit it <333

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