queensend:I have no honeyed words to speak. It is fierce out there, but you are fiercer. Bly belongs
queensend:I have no honeyed words to speak. It is fierce out there, but you are fiercer. Bly belongs to you, and they will try to take it from you as they did me. But I will not let them. Instead we shall move mountains, my girl. -- source link
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