a c h i l l e

a c h i l l e

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memento mori (phr.) "a reminder to those who defy their mortality" death is a timely creature - he was olive skinned and tainted gold from the dust of his ancestors she was pale moonlight and silk with hair that challenged the midnight sky how had such beauty come to face such end?
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