Summary
In countless beautiful and terrifying nightmares, she could see a bunch of glowing spheres in a trance, or a bunch of rancid flesh, those holy or degrading slime gentle Wrap her up and tell the dreamy fairy tale from another latitude. He said, “I am your father and your lover. I am you and you are me too.” But when he woke up, there was only an empty ceiling and a screaming mother hiding in the corner, cursing her as a monster that shouldn’t be Born into the world – the daughter of God.
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