On a crepuscular dismal morning, there was a dragon named Gertrude whose large eyes were hurting. The glaring light poked
On a crepuscular dismal morning, there was a dragon named Gertrude whose large eyes were hurting. The glaring light poked
On a crepuscular dismal morning, there was a dragon named Gertrude whose large eyes were hurting. The glaring light poked mercilessly
“Many that live deserve death. And some die that deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then be not too eager to deal out death in the name of justice, fearing for your own safety. Even the wise cannot see all ends.”
J. R. R. Tolkien
On a crepuscular dismal morning, there was a dragon named Gertrude whose large eyes were hurting. The glaring light poked mercilessly into
"Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking." ~ Marcus Aurelius
On a crepuscular dismal morning, there was a dragon named Gertrude whose large eyes were hurting. The glaring light poked mercilessly into her
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On a crepuscular dismal morning, there was a dragon named Gertrude whose large eyes were hurting. The glaring light poked mercilessly into her dark
On a crepuscular dismal morning, there was a dragon named Gertrude whose large eyes were hurting. The glaring light poked mercilessly into her dark eyes
On a crepuscular dismal morning, there was a dragon named Gertrude whose large eyes were hurting. The glaring light poked mercilessly into her dark eyes. Slowly,
“Many that live deserve death. And some die that deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then be not too eager to deal out death in the name of justice, fearing for your own safety. Even the wise cannot see all ends.”
J. R. R. Tolkien
On a crepuscular dismal morning, there was a dragon named Gertrude whose large eyes were hurting. The glaring light poked mercilessly into her dark eyes. Slowly, Gertrude
On a crepuscular dismal morning, there was a dragon named Gertrude whose large eyes were hurting. The glaring light poked mercilessly into her dark eyes. Slowly, Gertrude coughed
On a crepuscular dismal morning, there was a dragon named Gertrude whose large eyes were hurting. The glaring light poked mercilessly into her dark eyes. Slowly, Gertrude coughed a
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