Lament of the Abandoned

Lament of the Abandoned

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WpMetadataReadCompleet maa, sep. 18, 202349m
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Ranboo didn't talk, they was never taught how. But he listened, listened to the elders stories at the orphanage, where they would come to talk, and teach about the Gods and Goddesses. He also listened to conversations that were whispered between the elders, conversations that weren't for them to hear. He never thought it would end up getting him killed.
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