Knight’s Way

And sprint it startled. Black Sun and the pointed for braves. The entrance of realmification. Breed wondered dare Fall, dead by the letter “N”. Creepers, orients, and masking cases with wool. Dreaming was much, as staying was trial. Did I know that I was emblemed in grief. The bottomless Pit. Trace the gun by the other sigh. Tears spawn and innervate constraint of core dictum. The Albums couldn’t cover what the news breaks could apodeictic. It should barely take the cheerers to get benched but the inclination of rivalry was just too strung for Diotr’s poured heart. Immoral footsteps, now dirigible- keen and fresh- only starting on their first wobble and wiggle of toes. Firm, crowded, joyful, but conditions vexatious. Who the fuck speared me into the fight? It was one way to be born of a majesty of a woman- loyal crescents, dear works of drawers, contentions made of sell-outs and collectibles- all characterized by a small scar, a sticking out tongue before the silenced. Shadows do not follow you, but they keep behind a distance with a valuation. Frieghtened, lured, fringing depths and scarce till Death. “Searching for the twist brewing in our system or our sister now?” “Reach out your..epigram, so that I may-just as yesterday and notes past noon- only graze and crank sized impediment. Knot growled a tall bidding after my stomach. Favors dreaded a vital day forbid I was off…to the races. Oh and someone heard the lodge too, ruling flawless victory. Acuteness and banishing angles of scrutiny, terrified remnants of isolation- yet it was the first time them leaving back history-tearing homes from homes and the old building were but rubbish. Everything happened elsewhere…none felt the impression of exact guidance…just as they expected, in expectation to something. I too am, but nearly you made reality shut you out as mortal. Riding steered would break complexity, slander roles of estimation, and tract holes for tracks born by the braze. Ah, And finally home to the Mistress and her four citizens. “Sugar?” “Surely you cost blanks with a smile, cause your a force blend, at aim. “Substitute cold warmth-numbing distinction forgotten after the download of trusted strength in my existence-hour after hour, patience and late for time. Fraction of the matter is Diotr would have her head, his head, and whoever else’s Mother’s head before the Father was accused of frivolity. Maybe, slight formalism, not despotism fulfilled testimonies of..”Faith!? Fucking stake! Cry signs and look through Warning, you Caution Crime and aggressive no one.” “Don’t talk in me that..” “The crack! The code! “Stay at post, your are admitted for permissibility at once. Take your shield!” Celtics didn’t have a hard time figuring which rules to break in a moments split like magic, almost blasphemous but that was after my time. Realizing after what I’ve seen today, by night they’d statue my whole entirety in front of Lady Drowl, Diotr’s life and….Death. And she has gotten weighty the last brunch. If anyone were to find this wonderer getting closer to Celt,I’d be slaying past valleys with her dragging high realms.

<BROADCASTING BLEEP> IMPORTANT : DUE TO THE HORRIFYING AND BEGINNING OF CHAOTIC ORGANIZED DESTRUCTION, THIS JOURNAL WAS DISPLAYED AT THE LYING KNIGHTS MUSEUM IN TRANSYLVANIA. CREATED BY WHAT IS LEFT AFTER GRUESOME AND SATANIC DEATHS AND PHENOMENAL TORTURING OF TIER FRANCISCA HARRER. THIS BLOODY JOURNAL AND TORN CLOTH OF SOME SORT OF UNDERGARMENTS CONSTRAINED IN THIS CASE ARE ALL SAID TO BE WHAT THE SPY COULDN’T BREATHE WITHOUT. HER SLAYING IS NOW THE CELEBRATION CALLED THE LOCKE OF THE LOST. EVERY DECEMBER 1st SHE GETS TAUNTED AND DISTURBED BY SINFUL ACTS OF SEX, VIOLENCE, AND HATE FOR MILITANT AND RELIGIOUS WOMEN OF OPPOSING OPERATIONS. AT LEAST 14,000 REBIRTHS OF CHILDREN WITH HER NAME HAD BECOME COMMON IN HER FIRST FOUR YEARS HAUNTING CORRUPTED MILITARY HUSBANDS, MISCHIEVOUS CHILDREN, DIABOLICAL MISTRESSES AND SECOND-WIVES AS WELL AS FATAL ATTRACTIONS. PARANORMAL INVESTIGATORS HAVE A RECORDING OF TIER SCREAMING OF PAIN “THE POWER OF HELL”, TO ONE DAY LAST AS LONG AS SHE DOES THAT WHOLE DAY, OF CELEBRATION. MORE VILLAGES BECOME OVERCROWDED IN HOPES OF A TURN UP OR DISCOVERY OF A TIER FRANCISCA HARRER. AT LEAST 26 MURDERS HAVE RECALLED THE INCIDENT 20 YEARS LATER AFTER THE HARRER VIRUS FLOODED SETTLEMENTS OF LIVESTOCK AND CROPS EARLY OCTOBER 2099.

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