Daggone Gomorrah. Slacking off in the corridor. The mask is on but the wrath is awfully horrible, latches clawing to these mortals.
Masterlocks for the oracles. Ragnarok was approachable. A rabid flock, mallets primed for the order-in-the-courts and Tony Morrisons.
Norcissus. Norwich-niches and northern mists, a Norseman knitting...
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