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Sprokkelmaand: Union

Hi dad! Dad?
Hello I was just eating.
That’s late, were you on duty?
No, I ate my soup at eight and then I wait until I’m hungry again. Blood […]

Sprokkelmaand: Lighting

Come to the root of the root of your Self. Molded from clay, but also formed from dust of certainty, guardian of the treasure of holy light.