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vaergamor: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all costs.

vaergamor: What do you know of my heart? What do you know of anything but your own suffering. For we

vaergamor:Most people are nothing but pawns on a chessboard led by an unknown hand.

vaergamor: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all costs.

vaergamor: Don’t make friends with crows. They don’t have any manners.

vaergamor: “I’m here, I said, and it felt shockingly comforting, those words. When I&rsq

vaergamor: “Amma. All this time I’d had little real interest in her. Now I did. What I s

vaergamor: Her lover often looked starved, hounded. She could kiss those things from him, and often

vaergamor:Sometimes I think I sold my soul, so that I can live as I must. Oh, I don’t mean without m

vaergamor: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all costs.

vaergamor: What do you know of my heart? What do you know of anything but your own suffering. For we

vaergamor: What do you know of my heart? What do you know of anything but your own suffering. For we

vaergamor: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all costs.

vaergamor: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all costs.

vaergamor:“I’m here, I said, and it felt shockingly comforting, those words. When I&rsqu

vaergamor:Don’t make friends with crows. They don’t have any manners.

vaergamor: What do you know of my heart? What do you know of anything but your own suffering. For we

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