BINDING VERTUES| T.M.R
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Last published Thu, Apr 17, 2025
𝙀𝙩 𝙩𝙪, 𝘽𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙨?
𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝘽𝙪𝙧𝙠𝙚 a name spoken by many, yet known by only one. Whom with the true knowledge of her legacy vowed to cherish it until his last breath, just as she did with his.
"Her name whispered tales of great bravery and unruly resilience. Despite every battle she fought, the stronger she became; eventually climbing higher than her maker and conquering him for herself. Even if it wasn't in the way she had expected too."
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began| 2/19/25
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