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#38
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Suzerain of Sheol
Desolation Denizen
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"I'll sleep in the burning tombs of Dis when this is through. Until then, my vigil will be without end. Take your rest, Master. I'll send any who attempt you on a swift flight to Hell." Assassin rather hopes the chance to make good on that promise will present itself. This is already becoming a bore.
Cold silence has a tendency
to atrophy any sense of compassion
between supposed lovers.
Between supposed brothers.
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Posted 01-20-2017, 12:36 AM
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