July 25, 2024, 09:29 AM
Inkeri didn't blame the youth. She had only been around for a time before she left.
Inkeri's eyes grew sad.
I was only around for a bit. Bit. You probably do not remember me. Me. And that is okay. Okay. I wish to make amends. Amends. For not being here. Here.
Inkeri's eyes grew sad.
That they were the bringers of gods. That they were the gods. Gods. There were two warring families. Families. Black and white against each other. Other. My parents were one o feach. Each. Foolish now that I think on it. It. That we did so much harm. Harm.
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