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"And he couldn't believe that Sinead was capable of not smirking. Of not swinging her hips, slashing her tail, blinking her moist, rosewood eyes. And yet, there she lay; even as he unearthed her from the pile of stones, even as he stood above her glaring roughtly down at her, she didn't move. She didn't smirk.

It was the most peaceful he had ever seen her.

He hated it.
He hated her.

"You can't do this,"

From my boy, Baol; his wife was found with puncture wounds in her neck, buried beneath a pile of stones.

Stock: dawnthieves.de/

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"And he couldn't believe that Sinead was capable of not smirking. Of not swinging her hips, slashing her tail, blinking her moist, rosewood eyes. And yet, there she lay; even as he unearthed her from the pile of stones, even as he stood above her glaring roughtly down at her, she didn't move. She didn't smirk.

It was the most peaceful he had ever seen her.

He hated it.
He hated her.

"You can't do this,"

From my boy, Baol; his wife was found with puncture wounds in her neck, buried beneath a pile of stones.

Stock: dawnthieves.de/

Interested in free linearts and manipulations? Enjoy watching speedpaints and tutorials? Want to join a fun community and chat it up? Come check out my Patreon!
www.patreon.com/amphispiza