DEEP IN THE PIT WHERE THE CURSED ARE THROWN, A SHADOW WAITS ON A BURNING THRONE. ITS EYES ARE COALS, ITS BREATH IS SMOKE, ITS VOICE STUTTERS OF OATHS IT BROKE AND SHOULD YOU MEET ITS SEARING GAZE, YOU'LL WALK FOR EVER IN…
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Tore my balls off 🔥
SO UPLIFTING