Would you like a claw or a femur?
Wingbliss yawned, great claws held wide as she spread her wings to the warmth of the Morning Star. Her movements dislodged a bleef from its
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… “You haven’t a trace of villain in you. Why are you called such a thing?” She teased…
Take that work list and beat it with a chair!
Making a castle into a bigger castle!
It’s freezing here!