February 10, 2017, 09:40 AM
With his claws still deep into the bird, he replied. "It was crippled," and at this, digging in deeper, he smirked. "I'm helping it." How Potema would take his sentiments were still up in the air, but the satisfaction he was getting from this torturing was all too apparent. He knew that the crow did not have much longer and he intended fill as much suffering in it's pitifu existence as he possibly could.
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garden on bones - by Atshen’s Ghost - February 06, 2017, 09:16 PM
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