
Meg of the Wild
Somewhere distant, in a land overtaken by darkness, a grown woman yells about an article of clothing.
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Somewhere distant, in a land overtaken by darkness, a grown woman yells about an article of clothing.
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A hero emerges to save the land... as soon as he stops getting distracted.
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May he rest in pieces and live forever in our hearts and stomachs.
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Before he was regal, he was really small and regal.
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I feel as if I've been put in a jar and shaken up, tumbling upward, downward, leftward, rightward.
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A star so bright not even a [redacted] could dull their shine.
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DONT READ CHAT WHILE BEING SHIT AT.
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You know, babe, I used to have this nickname in highschool...
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Your soul is forfeit, cultist.
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Your soul is forfeit, cultist.
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They're blind, not deaf. THEY'RE BLIND, NOT DEAF.
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For the frisky-minded among us.
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For the frisky-minded among us.
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A star so bright not even a [redacted] could dull their shine.
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For years, these solemn pilgrims said a daily prayer. For years, they were denied.
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Before he was a nobody, he was... well, really a nobody.
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