Inside of a jar is a head Floating in murky green fluid, the severed head of a c
inside of a jar is a head Floating in murky green fluid, the severed head of a chubby young man stares lifelessly with bloodshot, sunken dark blue eyes ringed by heavy bruising. His angular face is marred by jagged, disfiguring scars and a long, crooked nose that curves unnaturally. His lips are cracked, torn, and chipped, frozen mid-expression as if caught between pain and silence. Despite the decay, he’s clean-shaven—his skin pale and waxy. From the neck spills a tangled mass of straight, waist-length dark red hair, drifting like seaweed in the fluid. His expression is one of grim stillness, eerie and mournful, as though death didn't offer him peace.
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inside of a jar is a head Floating in murky green fluid, the severed head of a chubby young man stares lifelessly with bloodshot, sunken dark blue eyes ringed by heavy bruising. His angular face is marred by jagged, disfiguring scars and a long, crooked nose that curves unnaturally. His lips are cracked, torn, and chipped, frozen mid-expression as if caught between pain and silence. Despite the decay, he’s clean-shaven—his skin pale and waxy. From the neck spills a tangled mass of straight, waist-length dark red hair, drifting like seaweed in the fluid. His expression is one of grim stillness, eerie and mournful, as though death didn't offer him peace.
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