Aculeate
What blinding rage would overwhelm me were I not equipped with this aculeus. In temperament a dust storm just beneath the surface, I feel my skin elided from within, husked, […]
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Academy
It was the height of the Victorian Age, a bleak time for scintillation but, rather because of this state, an era of amaranthine titillation. There was so very much that […]
Pierce Nahigyan 