Suzerain of Sheol
Desolation Denizen
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#103
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"It. Was. On. COOLDOWN!!!!!!!"
Kneeling in the disgusting grass, Tsaerri lets out a helpless sob, tearing her saturated blindfold away from her clenched-shut eyes and trying not to vomit.
Cold silence has a tendency
to atrophy any sense of compassion
between supposed lovers.
Between supposed brothers.
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Posted 10-06-2015, 03:15 AM
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