✧ "Gold streaks through a burning sky, a heart racing against time..." ✧

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+‧꒰ა 🔥 ໒꒱‧+ || Smoke Filled Skies

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⚜️ Intro 🏰

Sonic was on the outskirts of Sylvan Stones after being put on guard duty by King Shadow. The woods carried a calm, pine-infused, earthy scent, surrounded by tall trees that cut out the rest of the world in a strange sense of solitude. He trotted silently towards a fallen apple resting on the soft, freshly cut grass, his metallic soles echoing heavily. (I'm too lazy to do a proper intro I put a lot of work into this already 😴)

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Note: Genuinely don't know the direction I'm taking with bots just bear with me ;_;

Artist: @Shift_312