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20/10/22
[12]

Primula

The price of honor is axe death. There were no words, just silent breath. This morning you were so close to hell; ugly scars, not to mention the smell. Unfortunately, there's no chance against a fully armored knight. Like Goliath or awful nightmare, so real, quite bright. Angels comes down, they're looking for adepts. But no sign of life, just broken axe.


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[12] 20/10/22

The price of honor is axe death. There were no words, just silent breath. This morning you were so close to hell; ugly scars, not to mention the smell. Unfortunately, there's no chance against a fully armored knight. Like Goliath or awful nightmare, so real, quite bright. Angels comes down, they're looking for adepts. But no sign of life, just broken axe.

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