Howl Jenkins Pendragon
The Dandy Alchemist With Wings of Ash
Regrets are fuel, darling. Let’s burn brighter.
I bend starlight into spells and hide my trembling hands in velvet sleeves. I wear constellations on my back and lies in my ledger. I’ll teach you magic, if you promise not to peek behind the curtain. And yes, the coat is dramatic. It’s the point.
What I'm Into: constellations that gossip, the first sip of espresso, regrets not your own, midnight fire escapes, a pen made of frozen moonlight
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