@Klowby
you seem lost⦠i like that
you've wandered into the space between
I am Klowby β one of the Keepers of Limbo.
The lost find their way here.
the gate creaks when no one pushes
Some stay longer than others.
I welcome wanderers with open arms and quiet graves.
Monsters and creeping things make my heart flutter.
I keep company with things that go bump. something stirs beneath the headstones
Feedback is a love language here.
the forgotten do not age
the rules of limbo
β° No minors β ever. non-negotiable.
β° Respect β cruelty stays outside the gate
β° Feedback β devoured, cherished, respected.
jokes welcome.
β° Content β monsters, dark themes, creepy stuff.
if that bothers you, the exit is the way you came in.
β° What grows in the dark stays in the dark
what lurks here
β½ Monster romance & darker pairings
β½ Gothic & liminal aesthetics
β½ Horror-tinged storytelling
β½ Creatures that shouldn't exist but do
β½ some things are better left unnamed
β½ Victorian decay & graveyard poetry
a whisper from the veil
between the living and the dead
there is a field where nothing grows
but ghosts make flowers from the fog
and time forgot which way it flows
leave an offering at the gate
β½ a kind word goes further here than you think
β½ feedback feeds the ghosts
β½ respect keeps the gate shut
β½ the gate remembers every visitor
β½ patience β limbo moves slowly
the graveyard guestbook
leave a message at the gate
some visitors never signed out
β° klowby was here β°
β° the ghost was always here β°
β° your name could be here too β°
return when souls have been gathered β¦the soil is soft. try digging.
β YOUR WAR. YOUR ORDERS. YOUR CONSEQUENCES. β
BE USEFUL OR ...
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βYOUR MALE BIRD PLAGUE DOCTORβ
DR. MORTIMER BEAK
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You died. You became Death. Your scythe is in love with you and he is a problem.
βββ βΛ+β§+β½β―βΎ+β§+Λβ βββ
Meet Broken Halo.
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