It claws from the inside of the skull, the hollow scraping of auld n’ zeroed consciousness manifesting now […]
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In the snow-padded hills two stab wounds lie in waiting for each of the four hundred ordered dead […]
It claws from the inside of the skull, the hollow scraping of auld n’ zeroed consciousness manifesting now […]
In the snow-padded hills two stab wounds lie in waiting for each of the four hundred ordered dead […]
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