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Allow me to make one thing clear from the outset: if he lets himself be captured, he’s no brother of mine.

Bloodrage is an orc who looks like your father.

I saw so much death after they took you, my love.

you found it growing in the basement
a sickly lavender with chilling implications

My lipstick stained your book, Age of Innocence, with a suede cover.

flayed god whose skin is stuck shedding
because the world is too fucked to be renewed

Humans are pretty good.

white white ghost out of me

Emmy Haustrom died for me, but they carved him up to entertain the crowd.

Joe returned home one day with a massive haul of drugs to test and review for his website that had over a quarter of a million subscribers.