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homoe · 04-23-2018, 07:03 AM

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It's one of those winter's night when the darkness is so thick it's as if the whole area has been dipped headfirst in a bucket of blackness, and The Monster steals out the front door and crosses the half circle of light around the last light in the street so quickly that if Elsa had blinked a little to hard, she would of thought she was imagining it.

My Grandmother Asked Me To Tell You She's Sorry

04-23-2018, 07:03 AM	#38
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