tempestletrope "Your eyes are like the glow from the Lamps of Zacag," Rad sighed, caressing Isabella's cheek. "Soft, mysterious, lovely."
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tempestletrope "Your eyes are like the glow from the Lamps of Zacag," Rad sighed, caressing Isabella's cheek. "Soft, mysterious, lovely."
Posted by Tempest Nightingale LeTrope at 12:59 AM
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