05/09/2025
WEEPING SONG
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Jotkut immeiset tietÀvÀtkin, ettÀ olen viime vuosina kirjoittanut yhden kirjan. (1, singulaari.) Olen kÀÀntÀnyt ja vÀÀntÀnyt, pÀÀssÀ pyöritellyt ja hurvitellut tÀmÀn rojektin parissa ja nyt kehtaa julkaista pientÀ esimakua enkuksi.
Ps. Jos on kustantajista ja ediotoijista tietoa, vinkatkaa huruilijalle.
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A piece from his earlobe stung between my very lips. Drops were forming, fast and true. The man didn't seem to care much about the damage, on the contrary, he basked in its radiance, like a god in his own image.
"I'll eat you first," I gnarled, as he seemed gratified by my desperate attempt at self-preservation. Somewhat capriciously, I might add.