From outside the window a giant crow peered in, it had a metal mask over its face and wasn't so much a crow as it was a giant red-headed, blue-bodied eagle the size of a house.
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Get this weebshit outta here.
She'd spent most of that year with a dashing painter named Mei. Mei had more skill in the bedroom than he ever did on the canvas
That's not a real thing.
I don't know why, but I always thought Canis Lupus always sounded cool.
That's not a real thing.
not a real thing.