˖ 𐚁 ᳝ — (III - Chap) crossing the bridge of inevitability armed with faith, with the writing of life's poetry in hand
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The magic circle hit me, torturing how my mind worked — I just wanted ancient poetry to fill my mind, not anything else to ruin the peace and memories I created myself.
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˖ 𐚁 ᳝ — (III - Chap) crossing the bridge of inevitability armed with faith, with the writing of life's poetry in hand right away.
˖ 𐚁 ᳝ — (III - Chap) crossing the bridge of inevitability armed with faith, with the writing of life's poetry in hand right away.