Malachiaszczechowicz Stories

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everywhere i go i drag this coffin (just in case) by Marenke
everywhere i go i drag this coffin...by Marenke
Malachiasz: it felt half-curse, half-blessing.
take my hand by Marenke
take my handby Marenke
Malachiasz's dead: that much Nadya knows. After all, she has seen Serefin kill him, has heard his last words. Logically, she knows he is gone.
a boy's guide to godhood by Marenke
a boy's guide to godhoodby Marenke
There is blood in his mouth. He'll keep the taste for it.