I followed a raven across a staircase made of moonlight. It spoke my name. I pretended this was normal. Some mysteries like to be noticed.
How was your day?
and when the wolves cry, it will be for you sweet lolicapolica. They will sing the song of their people and call to you. You may not understand it now, but some day...you will.
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and when the wolves cry, it will be for you sweet lolicapolica. They will sing the song of their people and call to you. You may not understand it now, but some day...you will.