Guns, hounds and a desire for stew.
Familiars watch from a distance.
Wounded and surrounded, the blood trial betrays;
and these small feet are all l am.
Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 12:35 PM UTC
Guns, hounds and a desire for stew.
Familiars watch from a distance.
Wounded and surrounded, the blood trial betrays;
and these small feet are all l am.
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