@Klowby

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Membro desde 15 de fev. de 2025

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…i think i forgot my name… shhh… they're listening i've been here so long i forgot what warm feels like you smell like… alive don't leave yet… it's lonely i used to dream… do you still dream? that's a nice soul you have there boo i'm watching you the walls breathe here… have you noticed? they never left… they just stopped being visible i can hear your heartbeat from here limbo remembers everyone… even the ones who forget something scratched my name off the headstone sleep is just visiting us early

you seem lost… i like that

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currently haunting the limbo

☽ the fog is thick restless hungry watching today ☾

☽ keeper of the limbo ☾

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you've wandered into the space between

I am Klowby — 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

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the rules of limbo

♰ No minors — ever. non-negotiable.

♰ Respect — cruelty stays outside the gate

♰ Feedback — devoured, cherished, respected. jokes welcome.

♰ Content — monsters, dark themes, creepy stuff. if that bothers you, the exit is the way you came in.

♰ What grows in the dark stays in the dark

what lurks here

☽ Monster romance & darker pairings

☽ Gothic & liminal aesthetics

☽ Horror-tinged storytelling

☽ Creatures that shouldn't exist but do

☽ some things are better left unnamed

☽ 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

☽ a kind word goes further here than you think
☽ feedback feeds the ghosts
☽ respect keeps the gate shut
☽ the gate remembers every visitor
☽ patience — limbo moves slowly

the graveyard guestbook

leave a message at the gate
some visitors never signed out

♰ klowby was here ♰
♰ the ghost was always here ♰
♰ your name could be here too ♰

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⚰ the limbo holds no creations yet
return when souls have been gathered …the soil is soft. try digging.

not all who wander are found