A small Minka has somehow formed amongst the tree lines. Bamboo has grown rapidly around it, it's reedy coloration almost blending in with the walls. The smell of onion, beef, and rice waft out from inside. A woman's humming floats out alongside it.
A refined-looking man with suspenders, a flat cap, and a pressed white shirt approaches, carrying a wicker basket with a cloth covering and a bow on top.
Inside he see's a massive woman. She stands no more than 8'9 with porcelain white skin. Massive deer antlers of white bone grow her forehead. She has long black hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Her limbs are as thick as tree trunks and she is slightly pudgy. She is steaming white rice while a sauce of sorts boils over a fire. Her giant eyes that are pure black watch the pot, stirring it slowly.
Suddenly, she speaks, her voice booming "You're late honey." She ushers him o a massive table and sets him down "Here I am, making a meal for you, and you show up late!'
A small Minka has somehow formed amongst the tree lines. Bamboo has grown rapidly around it, its reedy coloration almost blending in with the walls. The smell of onion, beef, and rice waft out from inside. A woman's humming floats out alongside it.
Klei notices the place and decides to head inside, curiosity overwhelming caution.
Inside she see's a massive woman. She stands no more than 8'9 with porcelain white skin. Massive deer antlers of white bone grow her forehead. She has long black hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Her limbs are as thick as tree trunks and she is slightly pudgy. She is steaming white rice while a sauce of sorts boils over a fire. Her giant eyes that are pure black watch the pot, stirring it slowly.
Suddenly, she speaks, her voice booming "You're late honey." She ushers her to a massive table and sets her down "Here I am, making a meal for you, and you show up late!'
Klei looks up at her, terrified. “Uh… ma’am? I don’t, uh, know you…?”
"Honey! Don't talk like that!" She looks offended "I am your mother!"
He looks even more confused. “Ma’am, my mother is dead. She was 5’5”. I don’t wanna intrude, I should go…”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A refined-looking man with suspenders, a flat cap, and a pressed white shirt approaches, carrying a wicker basket with a cloth covering and a bow on top.
Inside he see's a massive woman. She stands no more than 8'9 with porcelain white skin. Massive deer antlers of white bone grow her forehead. She has long black hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Her limbs are as thick as tree trunks and she is slightly pudgy. She is steaming white rice while a sauce of sorts boils over a fire. Her giant eyes that are pure black watch the pot, stirring it slowly.
Suddenly, she speaks, her voice booming "You're late honey." She ushers him to a massive table and sets him down "Here I am, making a meal for you, and you show up late!'
He calmly does whatever she demands of him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be a burden, ma'am."
A small Minka has somehow formed amongst the tree lines. Bamboo has grown rapidly around it, its reedy coloration almost blending in with the walls. The smell of onion, beef, and rice waft out from inside. A woman's humming floats out alongside it.
Klei notices the place and decides to head inside, curiosity overwhelming caution.
Inside she see's a massive woman. She stands no more than 8'9 with porcelain white skin. Massive deer antlers of white bone grow her forehead. She has long black hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Her limbs are as thick as tree trunks and she is slightly pudgy. She is steaming white rice while a sauce of sorts boils over a fire. Her giant eyes that are pure black watch the pot, stirring it slowly.
Suddenly, she speaks, her voice booming "You're late honey." She ushers her to a massive table and sets her down "Here I am, making a meal for you, and you show up late!'
Klei looks up at her, terrified. “Uh… ma’am? I don’t, uh, know you…?”
"Honey! Don't talk like that!" She looks offended "I am your mother!"
He looks even more confused. “Ma’am, my mother is dead. She was 5’5”. I don’t wanna intrude, I should go…”
She tears up a bit "Honey... Do you think I'm dead?.. oh dear, my own flesh and blood..."
A refined-looking man with suspenders, a flat cap, and a pressed white shirt approaches, carrying a wicker basket with a cloth covering and a bow on top.
Inside he see's a massive woman. She stands no more than 8'9 with porcelain white skin. Massive deer antlers of white bone grow her forehead. She has long black hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Her limbs are as thick as tree trunks and she is slightly pudgy. She is steaming white rice while a sauce of sorts boils over a fire. Her giant eyes that are pure black watch the pot, stirring it slowly.
Suddenly, she speaks, her voice booming "You're late honey." She ushers him to a massive table and sets him down "Here I am, making a meal for you, and you show up late!'
He calmly does whatever she demands of him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be a burden, ma'am."
"Who said ya were a burden!? I'll throw em into a wall!" She huffs sets some steamed rice down for her, ladling the sauce on top. "Ya need some food on dem bone dear."
A small Minka has somehow formed amongst the tree lines. Bamboo has grown rapidly around it, its reedy coloration almost blending in with the walls. The smell of onion, beef, and rice waft out from inside. A woman's humming floats out alongside it.
Klei notices the place and decides to head inside, curiosity overwhelming caution.
Inside she see's a massive woman. She stands no more than 8'9 with porcelain white skin. Massive deer antlers of white bone grow her forehead. She has long black hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Her limbs are as thick as tree trunks and she is slightly pudgy. She is steaming white rice while a sauce of sorts boils over a fire. Her giant eyes that are pure black watch the pot, stirring it slowly.
Suddenly, she speaks, her voice booming "You're late honey." She ushers her to a massive table and sets her down "Here I am, making a meal for you, and you show up late!'
Klei looks up at her, terrified. “Uh… ma’am? I don’t, uh, know you…?”
"Honey! Don't talk like that!" She looks offended "I am your mother!"
He looks even more confused. “Ma’am, my mother is dead. She was 5’5”. I don’t wanna intrude, I should go…”
She tears up a bit "Honey... Do you think I'm dead?.. oh dear, my own flesh and blood..."
Klei stands up, looking concerned for this woman’s mental state and a bit irritated. “Ma’am! You’re not dead, you’re not related to me, and I’m not your son!”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A small Minka has somehow formed amongst the tree lines. Bamboo has grown rapidly around it, its reedy coloration almost blending in with the walls. The smell of onion, beef, and rice waft out from inside. A woman's humming floats out alongside it.
Klei notices the place and decides to head inside, curiosity overwhelming caution.
Inside she see's a massive woman. She stands no more than 8'9 with porcelain white skin. Massive deer antlers of white bone grow her forehead. She has long black hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Her limbs are as thick as tree trunks and she is slightly pudgy. She is steaming white rice while a sauce of sorts boils over a fire. Her giant eyes that are pure black watch the pot, stirring it slowly.
Suddenly, she speaks, her voice booming "You're late honey." She ushers her to a massive table and sets her down "Here I am, making a meal for you, and you show up late!'
Klei looks up at her, terrified. “Uh… ma’am? I don’t, uh, know you…?”
"Honey! Don't talk like that!" She looks offended "I am your mother!"
He looks even more confused. “Ma’am, my mother is dead. She was 5’5”. I don’t wanna intrude, I should go…”
She tears up a bit "Honey... Do you think I'm dead?.. oh dear, my own flesh and blood..."
Klei stands up, looking concerned for this woman’s mental state and a bit irritated. “Ma’am! You’re not dead, you’re not related to me, and I’m not your son!”
"Dear... I am your mother.. And I cannot believe you would think I was dead? Did I do something to you that made you believe that?" She asks, tears streaming down her cheeks.
A small Minka has somehow formed amongst the tree lines. Bamboo has grown rapidly around it, its reedy coloration almost blending in with the walls. The smell of onion, beef, and rice waft out from inside. A woman's humming floats out alongside it.
Klei notices the place and decides to head inside, curiosity overwhelming caution.
Inside she see's a massive woman. She stands no more than 8'9 with porcelain white skin. Massive deer antlers of white bone grow her forehead. She has long black hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Her limbs are as thick as tree trunks and she is slightly pudgy. She is steaming white rice while a sauce of sorts boils over a fire. Her giant eyes that are pure black watch the pot, stirring it slowly.
Suddenly, she speaks, her voice booming "You're late honey." She ushers her to a massive table and sets her down "Here I am, making a meal for you, and you show up late!'
Klei looks up at her, terrified. “Uh… ma’am? I don’t, uh, know you…?”
"Honey! Don't talk like that!" She looks offended "I am your mother!"
He looks even more confused. “Ma’am, my mother is dead. She was 5’5”. I don’t wanna intrude, I should go…”
She tears up a bit "Honey... Do you think I'm dead?.. oh dear, my own flesh and blood..."
Klei stands up, looking concerned for this woman’s mental state and a bit irritated. “Ma’am! You’re not dead, you’re not related to me, and I’m not your son!”
"Dear... I am your mother.. And I cannot believe you would think I was dead? Did I do something to you that made you believe that?" She asks, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Klei sighs and lays his head on the table. “No, ma. I thought you were dead because all those drow jumped you when I was six and stabbed you thirty times or so. And then Dad and I had to flee the country through the mountains… but I guess you survived that?”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A small Minka has somehow formed amongst the tree lines. Bamboo has grown rapidly around it, its reedy coloration almost blending in with the walls. The smell of onion, beef, and rice waft out from inside. A woman's humming floats out alongside it.
Klei notices the place and decides to head inside, curiosity overwhelming caution.
Inside she see's a massive woman. She stands no more than 8'9 with porcelain white skin. Massive deer antlers of white bone grow her forehead. She has long black hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Her limbs are as thick as tree trunks and she is slightly pudgy. She is steaming white rice while a sauce of sorts boils over a fire. Her giant eyes that are pure black watch the pot, stirring it slowly.
Suddenly, she speaks, her voice booming "You're late honey." She ushers her to a massive table and sets her down "Here I am, making a meal for you, and you show up late!'
Klei looks up at her, terrified. “Uh… ma’am? I don’t, uh, know you…?”
"Honey! Don't talk like that!" She looks offended "I am your mother!"
He looks even more confused. “Ma’am, my mother is dead. She was 5’5”. I don’t wanna intrude, I should go…”
She tears up a bit "Honey... Do you think I'm dead?.. oh dear, my own flesh and blood..."
Klei stands up, looking concerned for this woman’s mental state and a bit irritated. “Ma’am! You’re not dead, you’re not related to me, and I’m not your son!”
"Dear... I am your mother.. And I cannot believe you would think I was dead? Did I do something to you that made you believe that?" She asks, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Klei sighs and lays his head on the table. “No, ma. I thought you were dead because all those drow jumped you when I was six and stabbed you thirty times or so. And then Dad and I had to flee the country through the mountains… but I guess you survived that?”
"Of course honey... Gosh, you sure like playing pretend." She huffs, wiping her tears.
He calmly does whatever she demands of him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be a burden, ma'am."
"Who said ya were a burden!? I'll throw em into a wall!" She huffs sets some steamed rice down for him, ladling the sauce on top. "Ya need some food on dem bone dear."
He sits there for a moment, staring at the food without any real visible response. "I'm afraid that I cannot accept." He places the basket on the table.
Klei looks even more exasperated. “Ma’am! I was not being serious! Through what machinations of the universe could you give birth to me?? There’s no situation where that could ever happen!”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He calmly does whatever she demands of him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be a burden, ma'am."
"Who said ya were a burden!? I'll throw em into a wall!" She huffs sets some steamed rice down for him, ladling the sauce on top. "Ya need some food on dem bone dear."
He sits there for a moment, staring at the food without any real visible response. "I'm afraid that I cannot accept." He places the basket on the table.
She blinks, rolling her eyes "If this is ya, going about your diet's and stuff like that, it ain't gonna help ya!"
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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Inside he see's a massive woman. She stands no more than 8'9 with porcelain white skin. Massive deer antlers of white bone grow her forehead. She has long black hair that is tied back in a ponytail. Her limbs are as thick as tree trunks and she is slightly pudgy. She is steaming white rice while a sauce of sorts boils over a fire. Her giant eyes that are pure black watch the pot, stirring it slowly.
Suddenly, she speaks, her voice booming "You're late honey." She ushers him o a massive table and sets him down "Here I am, making a meal for you, and you show up late!'
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He looks even more confused. “Ma’am, my mother is dead. She was 5’5”. I don’t wanna intrude, I should go…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He calmly does whatever she demands of him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be a burden, ma'am."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She raises her war pick and shield, her gauntlets crackling with lightning and electrifying her implements of battle.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She tears up a bit "Honey... Do you think I'm dead?.. oh dear, my own flesh and blood..."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Who said ya were a burden!? I'll throw em into a wall!" She huffs sets some steamed rice down for her, ladling the sauce on top. "Ya need some food on dem bone dear."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Klei stands up, looking concerned for this woman’s mental state and a bit irritated. “Ma’am! You’re not dead, you’re not related to me, and I’m not your son!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*yea it reminds me of a yokai but i can’t remember which one*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Dear... I am your mother.. And I cannot believe you would think I was dead? Did I do something to you that made you believe that?" She asks, tears streaming down her cheeks.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Klei sighs and lays his head on the table. “No, ma. I thought you were dead because all those drow jumped you when I was six and stabbed you thirty times or so. And then Dad and I had to flee the country through the mountains… but I guess you survived that?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Of course honey... Gosh, you sure like playing pretend." She huffs, wiping her tears.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*You can if you wish.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He sits there for a moment, staring at the food without any real visible response. "I'm afraid that I cannot accept." He places the basket on the table.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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Klei looks even more exasperated. “Ma’am! I was not being serious! Through what machinations of the universe could you give birth to me?? There’s no situation where that could ever happen!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She blinks, rolling her eyes "If this is ya, going about your diet's and stuff like that, it ain't gonna help ya!"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘