The frush laid not in lavender the raven-faxed fairy's fumes, nor did her centesmal lunes benim the ormod liss of tungsten-tined transuranical gloom. Beyond the quernal debris, the orphnian cloak did once nake her rear afore a haskard's leer
The frush laid not in lavender the raven-faxed fairy's fumes, nor did her centesmal lunes benim the ormod liss of tungsten-tined transuranical gloom. Beyond the quernal debris, the orphnian cloak did once nake her rear afore a haskard's leer