in this blackened forest,
Blessed by the darkest sight's.
Cursed under the Cold Moonlight, I'm it's miserable lumberjack. Intended to cut the curse of others but not his own,
Now time to cut some accursed wood.
المُتابَعون
قم بالتسجيل كي تنضم إلى أكبر مجتمع لرواية القصص
أو
Zokogo
Apr 21, 2025 07:39AM
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