The lake is still and the counselors went quiet hours ago, but somewhere past the treeline a shack that shouldn't still be standing keeps right on standing. Earthy cedarwood, blood orange and patchouli seep out through gaps between the boards, meeting old, weathered wood that's clearly seen more than one bad summer. Isolated and quietly o
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Turns to a liquid blood when lit , perfect dbd vibes and the smell is incredible!