Promise Me Forever
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Complete Sun, May 7, 20231h 22m
Crying to the heavens my scream was heard
As the skies became blurred
It rained down fire
I should have been a part of its pyre
Red was the glow of its flames
Crimson as the blood on my frame
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Come read @strangecombo's and my collab about Breddy in the Ming dynasty uprising against the emperor but having inspiration from The Road to El Dorado with a Chinese folktale twist. Many creative liberties were taken
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