cokemonster
One Thousand Club
I was imagining robes being sliced or torn in a variety of fashions. Perhaps rubbed so hard against the grey buildings or black roads they absorb those colors. Or perhaps they react upon different types of blood (A,B,O) or being put to heat.
BUT FINE, NO FASHION IN DARK CITY SO SAYS THE MAGI.
This place sucks.
BUT FINE, NO FASHION IN DARK CITY SO SAYS THE MAGI.
This place sucks.