(Common fan translation) These groups often provide: Fan Art: Visual representations of Iris and Roman.
Instead, she wrote to a ghost.
Miles away, in a palace of obsidian and silent stone, Roman Kitt stood before a window that overlooked the burning city. He was a man torn in two—one half the protege of a god, the other half a traitor to his own heart. divine rivals vk
“I don’t know if you are real,” she typed, the clack-clack-clack echoing against the brick walls. “I don’t know if you are a god, a monster, or just another lonely soul throwing bottles into the sea. But the sky is screaming tonight, and I have nowhere else to put my fear.” (Common fan translation) These groups often provide: Fan
Atmospheric music inspired by the book's "dark academia" and "wartime" vibes. He was a man torn in two—one half
Iris and Roman communicate through a pair of enchanted typewriters. Letters slid under their wardrobe doors vanish and reappear for the other person. Content Profile