05-16-2018, 09:10 PM
(Edited 06-25-2018, 12:09 AM by Character Graveyard,.)
COLD NOSTALGIA
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The black she-wolf would approach Atbash and Pierce, slightly confused by the appearance of plants. How, strange. Nat would stare at the newly-grown plants before she spoke. "Pierce, are you alright?"
The black she-wolf would approach Atbash and Pierce, slightly confused by the appearance of plants. How, strange. Nat would stare at the newly-grown plants before she spoke. "Pierce, are you alright?"
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