brainsss. eat my brainsss.
sorry, i'm too busy gorging hearts out and eating flesh to entertain you with my brainsss.
fay met her first hound while she threaded the hill of death.
fay met her second hound as she swam amongst the massacre of war.
lastly, fay met her third hound by the old oak tree.
blood, gore, honour, they worshipped her like a god.
why have children, when they are not to be manipulated and controlled?
isn't that what everyone wants, a miniature them, to fulfill unfinished goals and dreams. like all villians, they want to take over the world, do their bidding, my master. that's right, make them fulfill your dreams, your everything. go ahead, make everyone miserable.
fay met her first hound while she threaded the hill of death.
fay met her second hound as she swam amongst the massacre of war.
lastly, fay met her third hound by the old oak tree.
blood, gore, honour, they worshipped her like a god.
why have children, when they are not to be manipulated and controlled?
isn't that what everyone wants, a miniature them, to fulfill unfinished goals and dreams. like all villians, they want to take over the world, do their bidding, my master. that's right, make them fulfill your dreams, your everything. go ahead, make everyone miserable.
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