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#52
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Suzerain of Sheol
Desolation Denizen
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Sicarius: Will: 1d20 + 2 = 15
I See Thee, Thou Furtive Child, And The Strangers In Thy Wake. They Whisper, Doth They Not? They Suggest. Tempt And Tantalize The Wondering Mind. And Who Art Thou To Refuseth? What Art Thou? These Are Questions I Shall Know.
I Acquiesce.
Cold silence has a tendency
to atrophy any sense of compassion
between supposed lovers.
Between supposed brothers.
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Posted 11-02-2017, 04:08 AM
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