

To the thriving bones of our ancestors I ask "to what honour does my suffering owe?". Watching golden grains trickle down as my tears etch timeless groves upon my skin, at home with sorrow for my kin.
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Unfortunately for you... HE IS!!!
Nice.
That'll be like talking to The Truth from GTA: SA, but instead of weed, he is on cocaine and had three cans of Redbull before the therapy session.
Pansy dough makes surrender cookie, weak bloodline.
Heh.
Wahahahaha... This is why I stockpile chapters, suck it Cliff Daddy.
What even is this reward? This system is lazy.
THE UNIVERSE DEMANDS IT!!
Holy goddang shit!!