The crunching of snow beneath his boots, the chilled wind, and creaking branches, it brings a sense of ease to his mind. Jackie rose early in the morning to take a walk around the garden. To think and escape expectations for just a second. He takes a deep breath, the cold air filling his lungs.
The Ghost Face | Danny Johnson@ghostiebydaylight.bsky.social · 11mo agoDanny grunts in response. He stayed up to just, stare for a bit. Mainly at the crumpled photo from his pocket. His expression unreadable behind his mask. That didn’t last too long, before he promptly fell asleep. In something comfortable, first time in a long time.
