She was a sacrificed bride. Bound by an inescapable destiny, she was torn asunder from the world of the living, consecrated within the hallowed cloister by a long-forgotten ritual. Within its dusky passages, her spirit endured—an ephemeral breath upon the breeze, a sorrowful remnant upon the frigid stone. Neither entirely quenched nor truly manifest, she endured as an unseen watcher; a reverberation of a lost epoch. Not simply an abandoned wraith, but a harbinger for the forsaken, her murmurs either drawing them further in or repelling them, in accordance with the cryptic will of the shrine.
And now. You, lovely soul. can send your message to @NobelsAribot allow thy utterances to meander through the ageless passageways, and perchance, she shall respond, murmuring from the void 'twixt reverence and forsaking. 🫀
And now. You, lovely soul. can send your message to @NobelsAribot allow thy utterances to meander through the ageless passageways, and perchance, she shall respond, murmuring from the void 'twixt reverence and forsaking. 🫀
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#blabs. Sorry but listen. Oh how I love my girlfriend.. The sweetest person I've ever met. The only reason I want to wake up everyday, just so I can text her and tell her that I love her so much. ❤️
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ka-boom! and hello #buddies ♥️🌀 ari, aku mau punya temen yang bisa dengerin yapping nya si duplikat waguri ini dung:3 leh ndk?
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#blabs. it's so sad when she already lost feeling with him and then he feels harder with her
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#blabs aku kan bertahan meski takkan mungkin menerjang kisahnya (walau perih)