You walk through woods. Your vision is pretty limited by thick fog that covers all around. You suddenly step into something like a glade that filled with bell flowers and grass covered in morning dew. You look further and see a giant white wolf standing on a small hill toweting above trees. This sight fills you with grace and horror. It spots you. It speaks with its calm but menacing voice Hello little one. You are my sackrifice for this year, don't you?
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HeySpanishOrVanish
10/11/2024
HeySpanishOrVanish
09/11/2024