"Neither deeds, nor fate, nor the name of the species is important here..."
You grab your head in an attempt to stop the whispering, sweet song in your head
"Through the shadows of pleasure, only the call will be heard..."
Again, again! It will never stop! It seems to you that you are going crazy... You are disgusted by the distortion that has struck your body and blackened your soul. This temple... Why did you even come here? Again...
And now you come to this altar again...
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1Apryl_
03/03/2025