.Gargul the Oracle
What a tragic mess you fools have made of this. The soul's filled with vacancy. You've spoiled all the crops and seed. This was a birth, a gift. You daftly wasted it. The dust and dirt will stain your fists. You can't escape your own skin.
Ahrima
Every creation is pluc.
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