Children Of The Dark

The children joyously await the arrival of our Dark Tormentor.

The children joyously await the arrival of our Dark Tormentor.

FearMe

"Ten thousand of your children perished in my palm, Your Grace. Whilst you snored,

"Ten thousand of your children perished in my palm, Your Grace. Whilst you snored, I would lick your sons off my face and fingers one by one, all pale sticky princes. You claimed your rights, my lord, but in the darkness I would eat your heirs." (artist n

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